Last week the flu got me, and I was holding the fort safely at my couch with a big blanket, all 5 seasons of Futurama and a couple of seasons of Entourage. By the weekend I was getting a little bit better, though not enough for touring. Friday I decided to get some cough-medicin (very effective stuff originating from the Cognac district of France), and the night got pretty steep. Especially the stairs at Circa. A sworwegian had a bit trouble getting down them, and ended up in a pile of broken glass and ribs at the bottom.
Tor heard rumours of nice swells rolling in at the north shore of Kvaløya, so saturday we headed out there. Thomas, Tor, Audun and Ravna hit the waves, while me and Bjørn came along as photographers, see my pics at my webalbum.
-Raggie
