Fall is best in late September when twilight glistens and the shadows are long. The water is warm and the air is cool. This is a time when fading light filters through brisk air becoming orange and delicious. This is a time when pressure can disappear. This is a time to breathe while the rest of the world races by. Time can stand still. I feel free and content with my mind full of open spaces and my face full of salt spray as I drop into a right hand bowl in the chest high range compliments of the South East swell and the North North West wind. This feeling I’ve known and lived. My heart soars as the thought of these ethereal moments linger in my soul.