Choosing Battles

Aaahhh... the Battle of the Paddle came up so quickly this year!  It was just a couple of "Battles" ago where I won first place in the surfboard division.  Those were the days when I had time everyday after work to get out on the water.  Currently, I can't even find time in the week to cruise up to the beach to dip my toes in, let alone go for a long-distance paddle.  These days I'm chauffeuring my senior daughter from one activity to the next and shuffling paperwork for college applications.  So unfortunately, I'll have to skip another Battle of the Paddle to do the Battle of the Colleges (visiting Cal Poly SLO the same weekend).  If you're not having to choose between battles like I am, make it out to beautiful Doheny Beach and give Uncle Gerry a big hug for me.

I'm a Loser

I like stand up paddle races- even if I never, ever win. I know this sounds crazy but I've come to the happy realization that it's more about soaking up the good vibes, positive energy and enthusiasm then coming in at the front to the pack. I may be a loser when it comes to the podium, but in the goofy-smile-spread-across-my-face division, I'm the all time champion- especially when I run into a keiki (child) racer on the course. I'll be dying, my toes cramping up so much it feels like they're trying to braid themselves, and there will be this little racer wiggling to the finish with a paddle that's twice their body length. I'm dying, they're giggling; which makes me realize that the best racer out there is the one having the most fun!

Definitely not a loser!

Farewell Ali'i

I made a tough decision last week.  I decided to sell my Ali'i, my first stand-up paddle board.  It wasn't something I was contemplating at all until I met Kathleen, who is new to stand-up paddling.  She was part of a group of beginners taking a first lesson and I was there to assist.  Paddling out on the water with her brought back memories of when I first started SUPing.  She was a natural, already asking about paddle-surfing.  I recall not even thinking a flatwater paddle lesson was necessary for me when I first jumped on an SUP.  I was amped to get out on the surf.  I saw the same kind of excitement and fire in Kathleen's eyes.  At the end of the lesson she asked about boards and asked if I would keep my ears open for any used SUP boards that may suit her.  It wasn't until I opened my garage to park when I eyed my dusty Takayama Ali'i on the racks.  It was too good of a board to let go, but even more worse to let it sit unused.  I knew that Kathleen would put the Ali'i to great use.  And so I bid farewell to Ali'i, allowing it to create more exciting memories for someone new.

Go to my very first post and you'll see a similar shot.  Kathleen recently moved
back to San Diego from Maui... there goes another surfer to paddle-surfing.

Ohana

I got to hang out with my favorite paddle-people this weekend, the Boga crew. Spending time with them confirmed for me what I love about the brand and why I'm stoked to endorse it. As I sat back in the simmering heat, sipping a Kraken-7, I couldn't help but notice the attention (and crowd) that Boga's boards attracted.  Boards from other brands sat sizzling away on the lake's scorching black sand while Boga boards were in constant rotation. The boards never even got a chance to dry out as one eager paddler after another would walk up and give them a test ride.  At first I thought it was the cool retro colors that made the boards so attractive to the learners.  But then I realized it was so much more than how the boards looked- it was about the feeling of Ohana that the Boga family creates everywhere they go. Ohana, in the Hawaiian language means family, when you meet the crew they make you feel like part of the family. Their boards feel accessible, like anybody can use them- like anybody should use them.  So while other boards were available to demo, it was the warmth and genuine feeling of inclusiveness that drew the crowds to Boga's little section of the beach. More than anything else, this happiness to share, the open feeling of ohana that Boga has created around their boards resonates with my own feelings and worldview. Stand up paddle is all about sharing the fun. To me, that's the true meaning of Boga. 

Watch out world- there's a new generation of standup paddlers on the rise!

Hanging at the Tahoe Nalu

A couple of observations:

1. All-you-can-eat-sushi at Hiro Sushi isn't necessarily carb loading. Although, if you can kill 14 rolls, not all mine (John), then you are definitely some kind of loaded. A great deal at $30/person and really tasty sushi! Hit it.

2. The Tahoe Inn isn't necessarily the Four Seasons. But if you are a tweeker looking for a crash pad, the late 1960's, smoke-stained furniture and perpetually moist carpet coupled with the popcorn ceiling and lack of a/c is just the ticket. Avoid it.

10 mile race going down tomorrow- photos to come.

First Day of School

Today was the first day of school, which also means the first day of work for teachers such as me.  Bummer.

I just want to be back on the black sand beach of Ostional!

KOOK - Part II

Some guy ran into me the other day while I was surfing DogPatch and I'm kind of pissed about it. It's not that accidents never happen in the surf- it was more of the way the guy handled the whole thing. Before I go into that, let me give those of you who aren't surfers a little background about the unspoken rules of surfing.

Right of way on a wave: When you're surfing a wave, you can either go right or left. If you're the surfer who's closest to where the wave begins to break and, say the wave is a right, then you have the right of way. Other surfers will generally give you the wave- unless they are kooks and they cut you off as you're surfing along the wave.

Kook: A person who's so clueless in the water that they do stupid things, like drop in on you while you are already on the wave. To be called a kook means that you can't surf well, have a terrible style, talk trash, or even snake your fellow surfers.

My boyfriend was onshore taking continuous photos of me surfing fun little waves and was able to catch the following series:

Here I am already in the wave.  There seems to be no kooks in sight.

This is the kook dropping in on me!  I'm going right and he doesn't know what he is doing.

It would make sense for him to go right as well so that we don't collide.

Unfortunately, his dumb ass (excuse my language) decides to bail.

Notice how he actually turns around to jump off behind his board.
If you surf, or have any common sense, you'd know that by
doing this the board will fly up into the air.

I knew his board was coming straight at me so I had my arm up
to cover my head but it still got me underwater and
his fins scraped across my shoulder.

The worst part is that the guy didn't show any concern
for me, even after I got out of the water to ice the
huge knot on my head.  I later found that his fins
actually cut and bruised my shoulder. 

I was mostly pissed because that kook was out there enjoying the fun waves while I was on the beach icing my head. But you better believe I still went back out to surf after I iced my head. The guy never approached me to make sure I was okay. The problem is that it seems that the worst kooks of them all don't realize the extent of their own kookdom.

KOOK

I'll explain later- right now, I've got an ice pack on my head. Ouch. 

Arribada

I love to surf but this Costa Rica trip was actually all about turtles. My friends have a home in the small town of Ostional which is world famous for the arribada. The arribada is like a turtle egg laying convention. It only happens at certain times of the year and the days that it happens on are hard to predict but when it's on, there are literally thousands of turtles crawling up the beach that they hatched from to lay their own batch of eggs.

The universe smiled on our visit, we just happened to arrive a day before the arribada was going to happen. How did we find out that it was going to be happening that night? We had an informant. The little boy lived on the beach and when we came down to look at the beautiful, black sand beach he told me the arribada was going to happen the next night. 

We went out to the beach in the evening and watched this turtle go through the whole process of laying her eggs.

The process begins with the turtle digging a hole that's between 40 - 50 cm deep. We watched her lay 113 eggs, bury them and then camouflage the area. When she's all done,  she heads back out to the ocean.  

The local people of Ostional are allowed to harvest 1% of the turtle eggs.  They are also the caretakers of the eggs that are not harvested and the protectors of the baby turtles that crawl out onto the sand. The people of Ostional  ensure that as many of the baby turtles make it to the water as possible. 

The eggs are ping pong shaped.  

They are also very pliable, not hard-shelled like chicken eggs.  So the locals are able to carry them by the hundreds in big sacks. The bags are tossed around and almost none of the eggs are broken.

Paying Dues in Costa Rica

I took my first surfing lesson today here in Costa Rica.  It was fun surfing the white-water and I want to become a competent surfer and even plan on going back to sharpen my skills- but at this point, I'm still a stand up surfer girl.  I can't help it, it was my first surfing love. 

Today, I heard there was a secluded right point break just a couple miles up the road.  Fortunately, a local, Steve from Coconut Harry's, is an avid stand up paddler and he was fired up to drive us out there.  It was basically a dream set up; there wasn't anyone there.  A major reason for the lack of a crowd was the paddle, there aren't too many surfers willing to paddle out a quarter of a mile for waves when there are super fun beach break waves just out the front door. The wave was a long, right point- I was blown away, this is basically a perfect stand up surfer's wave. 

Three of us paddled out to the point.  The waves were crankin'.  This whole trip I've been amping to go paddle-surfing so I just charged it.  I warmed up on a few good, head high waves and was feeling confident and loose. Then it happened, I was in the perfect spot and I turned to see a cobalt blue wall coming right for me. This was a set wave, probably two and a half times overhead and I knew it was now or never. I paddled in and honestly, I got tunnel vision. I couldn't even see how high the wave was above my head- but I did see the wall stretching two hundred yards off to my right and the thing was turning inside out. This was not the time to hotdog- this was a survival situation. I made the drop, came off the bottom, set my rail and took a speed line for the shoulder hoping I could make it to clear water. The last thing I remember was the sound of the lip detonating on my heels. I was in trouble.

I learned a lot from that wave. Basically, if you're going to challenge a wave, you take it to the end.  Otherwise, there's a price to pay.  When that wave closed out on the back of my board, I decided to jump off. Don't ask me why, it just seemed like the right thing to do at the time.  Unfortunately, I chose the wrong moment to do that because the wave broke right on top of the side of my head.  The pressure from the wave was so strong and heavy that it pushed me down deep.  On top of that, my board was still caught in the wave and it dragged me.  I've had both of these happen to me before but this time I was scared for my life.  I was pushed so deep that I was already out of breath when the whitewater released me. Here's the scary thing: I opened my eyes and it was still pitch black. 

Funny thing is, I was able to stop myself from panicking by thinking of Gerry Lopez. I had read in his book, Surf is Where You Find It, that if you're stuck in a life or death situation you need to stay calm and relax. It's crazy but that's the first thought that came to my mind and, believe it or not, it helped me.  I did relax, I threw my arms to my side and let myself float.  Eventually, I saw the light of the surface, popped up and took a big breath. I was relieved but I was scared. After that wave I was done, I'd ridden some of the biggest waves of my life and learned a few lessons- I figured I might as well quit while I was ahead. 

Living in Paradise

I'm so fortunate to have friends that live in paradise... no joke.  They have an amazing spacious home just footsteps away from black-sand beaches, an infinity pool complete with an amazing panoramic lookout and surrounded by beautiful, lush tropical trees inhabited with colorful birds and howling monkeys.  This is what I get to call home for the next week:

Early morning surf check-- really?!

We ran into this guy (howler monkey) on our walk to the beach yesterday.
I grabbed a mango he dropped, or did he throw it at me?  

We're so lucky to have an arribada occur during our short visit.
This morning we found all these turtle tracks on the beach!

By now you should have figured out where I am... Costa Rica!

Toes on the Nose

I totally crave Stand Up Paddling everyday!  I love cruising beautiful flat-water areas for relaxation or pumping out a few miles for a great workout or I especially enjoy hitting the surf for some fun waves.  I still have many unmet goals when it comes to SUPing, but this is one that keeps me motivated to keep improving especially when I see cool shots like this one:

Sweet! Mark my words... that will be me some day.

Not So Cool in Baja

My good friend, Pete, has invited me to travel to Bahia de Los Angeles for the past three years.  He and his buddies enjoy fishing and "The Bay of LA" is a quant, little fisherman village located in Baja, about 8-10 hours south of San Diego (dependent on stops and traffic).  I'm not a fisherman so I was never interested in going but then I saw pictures of the beautiful bay and figured I could spend my time SUPing while they were out on the boats fishing.  I decided to go this year.

Had to bring along the BOGA Classic and BOGA El Rey to cruise on the bay.

I was handling the heat for the first couple of days.  Of course, hanging out with great company and eating good food (including Negro Modelo on tap) helped.

There are many tasty dished in Baja.  Breakfast... yum

I was especially amped to get to the Bay so that I could eat the fresh fish.
Lunch... Abuela making fresh-caught fish tacos

We even brought our motos to the Bay of LA but it was harsh dealing with the heat
coming up from the asphalt on the ride back to the villa.

But I can only last so long in the heat when there is no AC, especially at night...ugh!

This was on our drive into the Bay.  It topped at 113 this day.

If you've never been to Baja, you should check it out.  Of course, it would be best to go with someone who has the experience of driving down.  There are so many neat little coastal areas to visit along the way.  I'd definitely go back to visit Bahia de Los Angeles when it's cooler.  Actually, next time I plan on driving a few more hours (more like another day of driving) to Todos Santos for surf!

Beach sights... 'cause the surf SUCKS

San Diego in June... surf has been horrible! Here's a couple things I saw at the beach on my last surf check.

Clever little Coronado surfers! Look what they did, they made the acronym SUP from the word TSUNAMI... how funny! Now it says SUP HAZARD ZONE. Hahaahaa... they're such funny guys there.

Big Ape Hangers and a pair of surf racks. Cool stuff.

BOGA Fun Day

Yesterday I had a BOGA Fun Day with some friends.  A few of them were trying it for the first time.  It's almost unbelievable how popular stand-up paddling has become in just the (almost) 2 years since I've jumped on board.  Below is shot of the spot where I'd go and train on the water.  I liked it here because it was quiet and secluded.  Rarely did I see any other SUPs in site, such as in this photo.

My baby girl enjoying the serenity of the bay.

In less than an hour from the time of our arrival, swarms of people set up camp along both sides of us.  Most of them were there to stand up paddle.  I'd say there were about 15 stand up paddlers on that tiny strip of beach.  I was shocked!  I was happy to let everyone jump on the BOGAs of course but now when I'm looking for a quiet place to paddle I'll have to go to...  (not telling of course.  Let's see how long before this new place gets discovered.)

Summertime

I love my job.  Monday- La Jolla Shores, Tuesday- Cardiff, Wednesday- San O.  This has been my schedule so far this week.  It pays off being in the education field.  I feel fortunate to have a job that enables me to pass on my knowledge to the younger generations so that they may someday become independent, hard-working individuals.  Best of all...  I get the next 7 weeks to do anything I want, mainly surfing.

I wake up each morning with the toughest question, "Where should I surf today?"

I probably won't be getting to this surf spot this summer... The Seli, in South Africa.

Memorial Day: Thank you veterans!

As the daughter of a veteran, I am very aware of the sacrifices that all of our service men and women have made for us. So on this Memorial Day, I want to give a heartfelt thank you to all of you out there who have sacrificed for the freedoms that we enjoy.

Including the right to keep and bear surfboards- which I exercised today at DogPatch. Check me out swooping a couple on the big, 12' Boga El Rey... the SUV of the Boga line (because that board can do it all!).

The El Rey is super fun when it get's really small... if you want a no hassle session where you slide into a few and cruise down the line like a big ol' whale finned Caddy, this is your board.

Whooo hooo.... with a board this big, taking off is a challenge. Even though you get in early, you have to be careful to keep the nose clear. Think about it, the wave is only two feet tall and you've got to fit 12' of board into it... like I said, it's a challenge!

A World of Gratitude

Yesterday our Annual HOKISA fundraising event at Sushi On a Roll was a success!  We had at least 75 guests who enjoyed sushi by acclaimed chef Jeff Roberto and rocked to the music of Pulse Liberation, a band made up of three Eastlake High students.  You've go to google them on You Tube to listen to them!  I couldn't have done it without my fab five team- Aida, Rebecca, Nicole, Nick and Nylie!  Also, a big high five to the Mar Vista High students who helped throughout the event.

There were more than fifty silent auction items!  Thank you to everyone who contributed.  Here are just a few of the items:

Thanks to Trevor from Ocean Minded by providing all the cool
OM swag and gift certificates!  Also to Reid for the donated subscriptions
to his magazine, Stand Up Paddle Magazine.

Everyone wanted the SUP lessons from the one-and-only
John Ashley from paddlesurf.net.

These came special delivery from Maui!
This was another hot item-- thanks Ina from Boobie Shack.

Dakotah sold four limited edition messenger dolls, each
carrying an original hand-written message from a child in HOKISA.
Everyone wanted the surfer.  Local IB surfer, Chow, was the winner!

We were short only $600 from our annual goal of $5,000.  Not bad.  But it would be great to reach it! So if you would like to make a small donation to help us reach our goal and to read who our fundraiser benefits, please check out my daughter's website www.messageoutsideabottle.weebly.com for more information.

MIA

I haven't been a very good blogger lately.  I know I've been MIA most of the time in the past few months but I've got a good reason.  I've been planning my annual fundraiser.  "For what?"  I'm glad you asked.  My daughter and I traveled to South Africa for the first time more than 5 years ago.  We returned with the intent to have a single fundraiser for an orphanage called HOKISA (Home for kids in South Africa.)  We learned about these kids during our travel to SA and wanted to lend a helping hand that year when we returned to San Diego.  Five years later, we're still "helping" by having annual fundraisers for their benefit- mainly for high nutritious diets and medication.  We've become close friends with the twenty AIDS affected orphans and haven't had the heart to stop giving what we can.

I would like to cordially invite you to attend our HOKISA fundraising event this Sunday, May 20, 2012 at Sushi on a Roll in San Diego from 11am - 3pm.  For event information or to donate, please go to the event page at www.messageoutsideabottle.weebly.com.

Friends and Family

One of my favorite things about stand up paddling is making new friends and reaffirming friendships I've made over the years. This last weekend, I was lucky enough to get to surf the DogPatch twice and to participate in the Stand Up Paddle for the Cure event at Newport Beach. It was a great weekend of paddling. The icing on the cake was reconnecting with my Boga family. Dave and Trish Myler and their two boys are great people. In addition to supporting me in all of my paddle aspirations they are just plain fun to be around and their devotion and commitment to the sport of stand up paddle is inspiring.

One of a million funny moments with my friend Trish Myler. 

Boga donated a board to the event and also brought down somewhere in the neighborhood of twenty demo boards for anybody and everybody to use totally free of charge. Dave Myler busted his butt setting up the Boga display booth sometime around sun up, hung out all day teaching stand up lessons, then loaded it all up at the end of the day- what did he do next? Beat us to the DogPatch the next morning (he got there around 6am!), surf for four hours, pack up the family and drove eight hours back home. Now that's commitment! I love my Boga family, they're an inspiration- I'm just hoping we can finally pull together the mainland Mex surf trip we've been talking about for so long!

Weekend Plans: Surf, Paddle, Surf, Friends, Surf...

I like to keep it simple. I like surfing, I like friends, I like eating good food, I like surfing and eating with friends... So here's what's on my plate (get it?) for this weekend:

1. The Paddle For the Cure, Newport Beach, May 5th: I'm hoping to hook up with my Boga Family for this great event. The P.F.T.C benefits breast cancer research and awareness. Every year I participate in the Race for the Cure here in San Diego so paddling for the cure is right up my alley. Get yourself to Newport and be a part of something special.

2. Surf the DogPatch: Well, shoot, since we're going to be in the neighborhood, might as well get in a session at one of the most fun places to surf in all of California- the 'Patch! Look for the Boga Bullet (we might actually be bringing along the whole Boga quiver- give 'em a shot), the blazin' hibachi and the chili dogs. Don't be afraid to come on by and say Hi!

Check Out My Rack

I have a ton of toys, including a quiver of stand-up paddle boards.  I like to keep my things organized and finally had the chance to create a much needed wall-mounted rack. There are some prefabricated rack systems available online but the prices are steep. In addition, I'd have to buy 2 or more sets to hold my entire quiver. The only thing left to do was make a trip to Home Depot and create my own board storage solution.

I'm so glad I decided to take on this project.  It ended up being fun and it's satisfying to stand back and check out my rack. It took about an hour to install and cost me a total of one hundred and seventy bucks.

First step: a blank wall wide enough for your longest board.
Attach two 2x4 planks vertically about 4 feet apart,
making sure you attach them to a stud.

Second: I used 1/2" floor flanges, look for them in the plumbing department.
You'll need a pair for each board.

Third: Attach 1/2" x 24" pre-cut, threaded, black steel tubing.  The black steel is
cheaper than the galvanized tubing.

Fourth: Cut insulation foam to fit the length of the tube.

Fifth: I attached the next set 16" above so that I could easily
slide in my boards without removing the fins.  You could
probably put them closer together (see photo below) if space was an issue.

My Boga family now happily living on my rack.

You can see how far out under the board
the rods go.  I'm sure the 18" rods
could work but I decided to pay a few
extra dollars to get the longer ones.

If you love your boards, take some time to design and build a racking system for your quiver. There's nothing worse than giving your favorite stand up board a land-ding when you accidently drop a kettlebell on it (don't ask). And, it's like a piece of art- every time I walk into the garage, I get to admire my rack with total satisfaction. Believe me, if you saw my rack I know you'd like it :)

It's Too Cold And Rainy... Blah...

I'm a summer girl. I like summer girl things: I like bikinis, I like warm sunshine, I like green flashes, I like Kraken and 7 (if you have to ask, don't worry about it), I like coconut scented surf wax, I like evening sessions in glassy, warm, California-green waters, I like sexy guy surfers changing under towels, I like rambling the coast with no schedule, nowhere to be, and a truck full of stand up boards. I like slurpees. I like north county San Diego surfspots in the summer. I like eating sushi and then posting up at a bar and people watching.

I just don't like the cold. Especially when it's supposed to pour rain and keep me from paddling and surfing... Blah!

Big Plans...

There's a bunch of cool stuff coming up on the horizon for me! Let's start with the paddling plans:

1. I'm getting ready to race again! Looking forward to the four local races that are coming up in April... getting tuned up on my Boga raceboard- tough work but races are a lot of fun and I look forward to seeing all of my old racing buddies.

 2. I'm putting the Tahoe Nalu race on my calender. It's such a beautiful spot to paddle and it's a great time of year to be up at Lake Tahoe.

3. I've got big plans for a Sea of Cortez paddle adventure in June. I'll be heading down south with a bunch of my friends and the whole 2012 line of Boga paddle boards for everybody to try out. I'm hoping to get some of the local kids out and paddling- it might be a first for them.

4. Speaking of Mexico, I've got a three day moto-trip up into the mountains coming up soon. I know, I know- it's not stand up paddling but, damn, is it fun. Can't wait to get up into the mountains on some fun single track moto trails.

5. Costa Rica! Are you kidding me? Nope. I'll be heading to Costa Rica to paddle surf some warm water waves. I'm hoping to catch an arribada which is a mass turtle migration onto the sand to lay eggs. For years, my daughter and I have talked/dreamed about seeing this natural phenomena- it's a life goal of ours. So we're crossing our fingers that we'll get to see this when we're there. Oh, and if we happen to snag a couple fun paddlesurf sessions that would be the icing on the cake.

6. Looking to fit in a mainland Mexico surf trip to some of the big, right hand point breaks near Puerto Vallarta. Being a natural footed surfer, and never having been on a surf trip with rights, I'm dying to post up on a legitimate, long, right point. I know they're out there- and I'm gonna hunt them down!

These are my plans- what's on your calender?

Shark, Shark, Go Away...

"Shark, shark, go away
Come again another day---"

Actually, don't ever come back!

I haven't been surfing for a while because I was freaked by the news on January 28 about a shark spotted near one of my favorite local surf spots in Imperial Beach. A picture taken by a local was sent to a shark research facility, which confirmed the dorsal belonged to a Great White.  Researchers believe that the shark is about 16-18 feet long.

I was just getting my courage up to get out surfing again.  Then I get the news from a friend that more evidence of the shark has arised-- a dolphin carcass.  I love surfing.  But I can't surf with the thought of sharks on my mind!

"Shark, shark, go away!"

Boga Boards Rippin' NorCal Surf

Surfing conditions were not ideal but it didn't stop the Boga Boards from rippin' it up!

Dreaming of Sunny Days

I have no problem surfing in cold water when my 4:3 full-suit, booties and hood is enough to keep me warm.  But if I still get the shivers surfing, even after putting on all this gear, it's time to head to warmer weather!  I wish it was that easy to just leave all my responsibilities aside to go on another surf trip.  If that was the case-- I'd already be on a plane to Mainland Mexico where the water is about 80 degrees, the sun is beaming and the margaritas are flowing.

Taken in front of The Ranch surf spot in Mainland Mex.

For now, I'll just have to dream of sunny days and warmer waters. I hope my dreams come true soon!

I got the blahs... (My Blah Poem)

Blah, blah, blah, blah
sometimes I feel like I'm melting into the sofa,
it's a sofa vortex, sucking me down and sapping my will to do anything cool.
Like paddling, or cleaning, or shopping
instead I will wrap myself into a blanket
and dream of better (warmer) days.

My first custom stand up board: Stamps 9'3... wow.

It came just in time for Christmas... well almost. My new hand-shaped stand up board shaped by Seal Beach master, Tim Stamps. I picked it up after my trip down to mainland Mexico and right off the bat I was able to paddle it out and give it a go at the DogPatch. In short, I'm stoked on it! Check it out:

Naughty or Nice

I guess I was a good girl this past year because I just received a late Christmas gift from Santa. Stay tuned for upcoming photos. Santa shaped it just right.


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