Happy Father's Day

Happy Father's Day to all of the wonderful father's out there and especially to Nathan. All he wanted was to go surfing, so we all packed up on a drearly, wet, cold day and headed to the beach with other fellow surfers and fathers! Glad you had such a wonderful day...you deserve it!!!

Nathan, Dave and Kim posing after a Father's Day Surf day and it was International Surf Day too!

Sunny Beach Weekend!

After months and months of rain and cold, the sun finally came out and we hit the beach! The waves were perfect and the sun was warm, what a great way to spend a Saturday!

Lego Surf Van

Jake received an awesome Lego Surf Van for his birthday. Of course Ellie was more than happy to put it together for him in record time!

Happy Birthday Jake!

4 years ago today Jacob Michael Hammond joined the world at 5:22 AM.

Today he is a smiley, brown-eyed little guy who brings joy to our lives.

Happy Birthday Jake!

"May the Force be with You"

Reach the Beach!

After much training, fundraising and anxiety the day finally cam and went! My friend Casey and I rode from Newberg to Pacific City (82 Miles) with 3,000 other riders. It took us about 7 hours including much needed breaks and found out why it is nicknamed "eat to the beach".

There was abdundent food every 2o miles and our favorite was the peanut butter and banana sandwhiches (which I think I ate 3!). The scenery was beautiful and the weather could not have been better and it was for a great cause. I want to thank everyone for their support as we raised over $850!




First Stop Amity (Mile 20)

Stop 3 Grand Ronde (Mile 55)

Mile 55 - still alive!

Pacific City! Mile 82

N8's "Biggest Wave"

Caught my "biggest wave" yesterday. I don't always go out to the lineup, because Oregon has some scary ass Rip's and I am still, quite honestly, scared of being dragged out to sea. So for me, it depends on the spot and the conditions. I went out to the lineup yesterday, really because the shorebreak sucked.
It was still big for me and I was a little freaked. I took the Rip out on the south wall. Almost immediately, I catch about a 7' wave. As I push my nose in, realizing I am committed, I am scared shitless and actually thought I would just ride it in on my stomach, but as I dropped, I got brave, screamed in my head "STAND UP!". All the sudden I was flyin down the face of this huge, powerful wave. I shot out in front, and managed to pull a big toeside turn at the bottom and now I am flyin along the the curl of the wave, looking straight into its face, definitely over my head. My heart is pounding out of my chest! DEEP breath!.... I get a nice glassy hand drag and ride it all the way to the beach.

What a rush!

Reach the Beach!

Please help me raise money for the American Lung Association in memory of my grandmother Betty Vaughan. Yes, she is so beautiful sitting gracefully with her cigarette and her desinger clothes, but little did she know there was a price to pay. At the young age of 61 she lost her battle with Lung Cancer.

I will be participating in the Reach the Beach fundraising campaign and will be cycling 80 miles from Newberg to Pacific City. You can help me by making a donation to my ride and the American Lung Association and help raise money to save lives by improving lung health and preventing lung disease.

Please click the link below to access my web page and make a donation

http://action.lungusa.org/site/TR/BikeTrek/ALAMP_Mountain_Pacific?px=4177787&pg=personal&fr_id=1630

Thanks!
Victoria