Luck of the draw.

Little did I know just how lucky I was to have booked a surf trip in 1993 to go to Mag Bay and that booking would put me standing in Brown’s Airfield San Diego and meeting two guys getting on the six seater Piper Cherokee plane for the trip down the Baja Peninsula. Alan W and our dear friend Clark were the men I met that day. Our friendship was started and never stopped. The group of friends got bigger over the years. Steve L and Steve W and many others. We had many trips over many years to all different countries. Clark was always the man. He knew so many people in all walks of life and they all loved Clark. He was a very special man. I am so proud to say, he was my friend and I will miss him dearly. He always used to say something to me when I would call or write him from Nicaragua. “Catch a wave for me Ken”. Clark please catch a wave for me on that endless point of paradise you have found to rest in peace. Love you.