April 23, 2025 — The Day the Coastline Changed
Morning Dispatch from The Shack
The Shack still stands.
Though the old transmitter took its final bow under the battering winds, something bigger happened overnight.
The Point has tripled in length—gathering the golden sands like a secret blessing, stretching her arms into the sea. A brand-new sandbar has formed, bending endless lines of swell around its luminous curve.
This morning, when we woke, the storm had slipped offshore, trailing soft offshore winds and mile-long, pristine, glassy rides.
Waves bending in arcs of grace, breaking on the new sandbar like a gift from the earth itself.
The Groms have been surfing, laughing, planning.
Hermit Crab has drawn up blueprints for a new transmitter.
Cassette says we can broadcast through the tides if we have to.
And if Dave were here, he’d simply smile, wax his board, and paddle back out into the longest lines of the year.
Today’s Vibe:
Gratitude. Resilience. Pure, untamed joy.
We live for days like this.
We rebuild from here.
We love refraction.
Transmission Update:
The Groms have dispatched a full packet of surf reports, images, and memories via Manta Ray to Whale, who will ferry the transmission back to the wider world.
There may be a few days of radio silence as the team focuses on surfing, dreaming, and rebuilding—and that’s exactly how it should be.
No words can truly capture it.
You just have to be here.
— From The Shack, with love.
