The Bridge…
It’s funny but I don’t like to cross the bridge. I have no problem driving up A1A to either St. Augustine or Daytona but the thought of having to go inland makes me try to think of something else. When…
Author Archives: Flagler Surf
Where am I? clue #3
soooo thirsty!! i love coffee i love tea i love mr. parrot and he loves me…
Flagler’s Finest: Sean Moylan
Sean Moylan was born in Boston but his family transitioned from a big city Irish community to sleepy Flagler Beach when he was only nine months old. I have personally known Sean since I was ten and we share…
Where am I…clue#1
I’m sensing folks are in a bit of a quandary… so the bird put on a disguise, and let you see a bit more of where it flies.. and remember a refreshing beverage… is the prize 🙂
Where am I ?
So far so good :)… last week’s winner was LINDA MORGAN!!! yeah Linda :)… I am proud to present you with a beer of your choice compliments of HighTides@SnackJack. Just a little FYI, I was employed at Snack’s for over 8 years…
Friendly Local
… My friend’s nephew is about 10 years old and lives inland. He was visiting his grandma and aunt this past weekend and being a super-boy was showing off his professional balancing skills. His Aunt Jen thought to herself that he would do really…
Where am I??
I’m baaack…. 🙂 With the all new and improved (well maybe not improved) “where am i”game that you all have been waiting so patiently for. So for those of you new and old to this little treasure hunt I am…
There’s nothing a good day of surfing won’t cure…
…how true is that saying!! This past weekend I was fortunate enough to partake in some of the swell that we received. I realised while out in the water that it had been over a year since I’d caught some fun waves. The joys of…
Flagler’s Finest: Mike Cianciulli
For my second interview I’ve decided to chat with Mike Cianciulli, also known as Chinch. You may not actually pass him in town very often these days but you can read about the amazing places he visits as the Managing Editor…
A Memory
Growing up here at the beach I often reminisce about the folks I used to see on a regular basis. One memory that keeps coming up is of a man named Magoogle. This gentleman unfortunately was not enjoying the backside…