Leftovers

There wasn't enough room for all the pictures from Wednesday on yesterday's edition of The Sewer Pipe, so we thought we'd throw them up here.

They will have to hold you for a while, because there's nothing in the forecast for the foreseeable future.






It was a great day for catching a big, clean wave.



Or for taking a nap.



For a change, you didn't look like a moron by showing-up with a short board.



But you might still have to eat some shit for it.



It was a day to try to snake a friend.



Or clean-out your shorts.



Believe it or not, this guy came all the way from Santa Barbara to get a taste of our pee water.



If you think people have been exaggerating how bad the paddle-out was, this should settle any doubts.


Cover Photo: What the world looked like yesterday outside your cubicle. Click it to see bigger.

But Usually "Epic" Means Big

We're not going to say a word, except to say that we don't have to; the pictures tell the whole story. And if you were so hard-up for the filthy lucre that you went to work when the buoy was reading Eight Feet, then you totally deserved to miss this.

You think shit like this happens every week here?























































And don't forget to have some of The Leftovers!

Cover Photo: The Rod (Trademarked) says, "Dude! I can't believe you fucking missed it!" Click it to see it bigger.

It Doesn't Have To Be Big To Be Epic

A million Kooks surfed Edgewater yesterday. Sometimes, we here at The Sewer Pipe wonder if there is a whole other set of Cleveland surfers who believe that the only time there are surf-able waves on Lake Erie is on Labor Day.

Yesterday's waves: Big, but messy.

Today's waves: Small, Clean, Fun.

It doesn't always have to be big to be "epic." That word can also apply to waist-high clean, 73-degree waves on a sunny Tuesday, when you and four of your friends have the whole lake to yourself.




"Good morning Mr. Williams. How are you this fine day?"

"Just wonderful. And yourself Mr. Miller?"



The Legendary Oscar Harris, AKA Neal The Eel, in a rare middle basin appearance.



The Rod (trademarked) approved.



He's the only guy anymore that can really keep a short board that far out of the water, for that long. Where were you today, Stevie Wonder?



That's just f-ing Bad Ass.



And you kids think you're so cool with your short boards, that you're hardly ever able to catch any waves with. The Eel demonstrates how it's done.



He could have gone left, he could have gone right. But The Rod (Trademarked) always goes his own way.


Cover Photo: The Lake Chewbacca says it all, without saying a word.