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Pismo Trip


            It was a dark night, and nothing was going on. We were just three guys sitting in a desolate apartment playing boring old NFL Blitz. My buddy Matt reluctantly suggested we just drop everything we were doing and head to Pismo. Without even thinking, my buddy Gook and I simply replied, "Sure why not". There is a truth to a spur of the moment decision like the one we had just made, make sure to always be ready for the unexpected.
             We had to make a brief stop by my house to pick up a few supplies, but soon enough we were ready. Off we headed towards Pismo. The clock read twelve thirty-six as we left Clovis. We were excited; there was finally something out of the ordinary to do from our everyday lives. The trip there wasn't all that bad; we made great time. We ended up getting there somewhere around three in the morning. Nobody was around and as we parked a dead silence surrounded us. We all decide that before we go out to the dunes to find a camping spot that we take a walk out to the end of pier and smoke a cigarette. The weather was very crisp; chilling as a matter of fact. Except for the quite sound of the waves there was complete silence. Thick fog held us in complete darkness. It was getting a little late and we were kind of tired, so we figured we better start looking for a place on the dunes to set up our tent before it got too late. .
             The dunes looked dark, like a scene from the Twilight zone, as we sat parked at the top of the entrance. This was going to be the first time I"d ever drove in the dunes and in the pitch black at that. I slammed the gas pedal and went zooming off in to the vast rugged Pismo dunes terrain. Bump, after bump and dip, after dip. We were bouncing up and down, swerving left and right. We were flying through the dunes staying as close as we could to shore line, due to the fact I only had two-wheel drive. The music from the CD player was turned up all the way; blasting tunes as loud as it could.


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