There is a problem on the coast the further north you go in America. The weed, and I am not talking about the sweet Mary Jane, marijuana or grass. Thick stinking sea weed that covers everything and at low tide can make for some interesting times entering and leaving the water. Yesterday I slipped on my ass, the day before I rode a wave 20 feet along a kelp covered rock shelf I walked along hours before. But never fear my pot loving brethren the tales of blueberry soaked resin filled buds are thick here also, so pack your bong and be careful whilst walking on the kelp this is my advice.
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