I figured this fella and I were about to the same stage in our respective life cycles. When I showed this photo to my nephew, he said that he had seen "the old guy" on the beaches and at the surf camp where we're lodging. Youthful mis-judgements aside, this yellow sweetheart came up and sat in front of me as I drank a beer, a Tona, and watched the surfers at sunset at the Miramar Surf Camp in Nicaragua.