Curl up in a nook with a good book, or swindle a crook to curl up with his Kindle. Be sure to catch a cold curl to pass time, after your e-book batteries dwindle.

I’ve been closed down these last few days with sickness, and the effects have taken a bite, but with time even this cold will be weathered.

Have you ever wondered whether waves are related to one another? If there is some sort of family tree of barrels, or an ancestry of A-frames? While it is easy to compare two different surf spots based on similar wave forms, the crucial modifier always has to be included, such as ‘the Pipeline of California’, or ‘the Lower Trestles of Lake Superior’, so that it is clear which family it aaaactually belongs to. The point is, what if all of these super-good waves and world-class waves are actually just imitations of the real one? And what if that real one is in Antarctica?