Where the snow meets water or the parking lot. A common aprés spot to regroup with friends under a chillass spring/summer blue sky afternoon
808-moke: e brah want go beach afta this run?
808-chopsticks: Shoots! Hana hou gurl. Last RUuuuuun cheeeuu
Calidude: Sweet! I already got all my lines in. Let's tailgate at my truck yo!
Snowsurfer: Don't forget the poke, I buried it in the treewell!
808-moke: Beers and pupus, cannot wait fo talk story, see you on teh beach!
Calidude: fosho! I'll pull out the beach chairs