Health hazard, call police etc.
Every ten years or so, a coke shipment from South America via the French ports of Saint-Nazaire or Le Havre is lost at sea and is, eventually, washed onto the beaches around Hossegor, site of October’s Quiksilver Pro.
Over the past few weeks, almost one tonne of cocaine with an estimated purity of eighty-three percent (oowee) has washed ashore on the beaches from Lacanau, just north of Hossegor, to Biarritz, thirty-minutes south.
On Monday, a seventeen-year-old was arrested with five kilos of coke in Lacanau. He’d driven three hours from Toulouse to secure his bounty.
The cops have closed beaches and are searching beach walkers and anyone leaving a beach carpark.
According to the wire,
Philippe Astruc, the prosecutor in the western city of Rennes, where officials are coordinating the searches, said in a statement “we’ve recovered 872 kilos” and that “Intense surveillance has been set up by different services, notably the customs agency, all along the French coast.”
The prosecutor has urged people who spot packages not to discreetly put the packets under their shirts but to immediately call the police.
Police also said the purity of the coke, worth sixty-mill or so on the street, meant it was a health risk.
(A polite way of telling users to cut it a little before painting your beak.)
November in Sud Ouest France . The last single female has left , change to winter hours , dark at 5.30, wet miserable cold …. then Slaps you with storms , usually unsurfable , deserted towns , bars and streets , early nights , cards , hunter’s paradise …… Typically the worst month of year and one is probably better off , unless in BX , taking soma than coke …..
So that’s where Bicko is!
Nah Scotty , just busy .My wife decided that we are moving ….. so trying to work on citizenship , visas and selling everything . Caution to the wind ….
You’ll need patience
Many docs
2 bottles of valium
5 hail Mary’s
And lots of money.
Thanks to the Catholic upbringing and a real fear of hell, as a young Christian , at least I have a fist full of Hail Marys . I might just turn up and claim it for myself like Cook did for the crown (before he became part of the menu at the triple crown …. )
Somewhere warm with consistent waves? Best of luck and keep us updated!
Hopefully …… he who risks nothing , has nothing …… a chance to spend old age in the sun with the family … can always come back and start again in the frozen tundra if all go pear shape down under . Thanks SSD
I heard a rumor of a surfer in Puerto Rico who found a key and sold it way under its value just to get rid of it quickly. Then he bounced to Bali for the summer swell season. Seems a decent plan to unload it cheap and get the other side of the planet. Then again this was all just a Puerto Rican rumor.
It sounds great in theory – get a brick and make some money. But these guys don’t take kindly to people touching their product, even floating in the ocean. If you try to sell, they will find you.
This stuff floats up here all the time – in fact my neighbor a few houses down just found a brick about a month ago. Not only does nobody ever touch it due to possibly getting a bullet lodged in your cranium, some of this stuff is possibly fentanyl which will kill you very quickly simply by touching it.
The only thing I am hoping for when we see these bales while fishing offshore, is some fish under it. Other than that, I am not touching shit.
Far out!
I love the idea in an abstract sense, but to be perfectly frank; I went to art college and can barely count the numbers in my own name.
Cocaine is one hell of a drug.
I visited the area when this happened ten+ years ago. Made for very interesting stories.
Apparently they tow tons of bricks up to London underwater in fishing nets. When they cross into French waters at night, French security is tighter, and some boats get inspected.
So instead of getting busted, they cut the nets, and thousands of bricks eventually make their way towards the shore near Hossegor.
The Hossegor region has random high rise buildings on the sand dunes, which outside summer time remain empty.
When both ends of the supply chain get wind of what happened, all of a sudden the beach hi rises were booked out mid winter with every kind of British/Euro dealer from Street to wholesale.
Binoculars and telescopes at every window, pointing at the shoreline. Sleepy town bustling again.
Every other room apparently was police scoping the same beach.
Couples and singles constantly taking prams for a stroll along the water line, but no baby inside the pram.
Surfers stubbing their toes on bricks, and pushing them a bit deeper, eyeing their location for a night time recovery mission.
Bricks washing ashore during the Quiksilver Pro as competitors run out for heats.
Bricks found, plans hatched.
Bury it in your backyard, anchor it in the river under a pier etc etc.
Don’t touch it for a year, two, three. But Saturday night beckons, then Friday too, a little dabble Thursday… maybe a mid week pick me up?
Over time the stories changed.
Bricks ruined lives, friendships, broke up families, addiction…
A real world Pandora’s Box. Hope you’re never tested in that way.
wtf i’m shook
If only they’d all washed dup on the beaches of Peniche instead, they’d be having a big party instead of catching a ride in the paddy wagon.
Somebody, somewhere
Has a bit of explaining
To do to someone
Read somewhere online
That such huge amounts are made
These losses are small
Can someone name a product that is cheaper and of much higher quality now in 2019 than it was 40 years ago in 1979?
How bout reducing the product as a different means of delivering…. reducing should raise the price, yes?
This same product reduced with a different delivery system is no longer a product of the super wealthy and is found on urban street corners dirt cheap all over the US.
One can only point to supply as the reason. Counter intuitively, the US govt. declared war on this product during St Ronnie’s reign. Paradoxically, the same product is the primary reason why US jails are filled to capacity, a prerequisite of the corporate contract occupancy standards of the privatized prison system…. ?!
Who can name the product?
Laughed at the “St. Ronnie”.. Survey says.. Crack?
Crack or weed, potency me thinks
Jello called him Grandpa Caiguila!
My wife just bought a springsuit for 39 dollars at Aldi.
happy birthday bex, pretend to be surprised when you open the gift.
It’s for her
I’m a Gemini.
Half legend, halfwit
Computers (now phones) . . .
Pretty easy to sell a key really.
Especially somewhere like Europe/ US where coke prices are cheap.
Selling an ounce to your mates over a weekend is easy work, especially if it’s good stuff. No heat, just friends over playing pool and having a good time.
Would take less then 6 months to sell it without really doing anything.
Ultra Hard
SurfNose Candy https://uploads.disquscdn.c…a great way to get the public down to the beach picking up rubbish. well played
Absolute tragedy. Coke sucks. White collar shit.
Meth gives you that blue collar chiseled face complexion.
Gives ya good abs, no arse and those lean sinewy biceps. It’s a great look. Can’t knock it.
One of the local tweak guys is the most cut dude you’ve ever seen. He (or should I say they?) covers a serious amount of back country roads collecting cans and scrap metal like a demon, looks possessed. Wears the same clothes everyday- black denim jacket with the sleeves cut off, unbuttoned, no shirt under it. Black jeans and boots. Heavy dog collar chain with padlock around his neck. His skin is like sunburned leather. Actually a nice guy, respect that he hustles the roads for cash but pretty sure he just hands it over to the goddam Indian casino.
Meth heads seem to excel in bicycle assembly. Able to take components from ten different bikes and somehow assemble them into a functioning 2-wheeled contraption. Thrifty little fuckers. Surprised they can accomplish such with so little attention span.
Thats Day 1,: no sleep. Work on bike/bikes/or other weird project
Day 2: no sleep. Take apart bike/bikes and lose parts,
Day 3 : no sleep . Rummage through trash looking for parts,
Day 4 :no sleep. Try and steal more bikes.
Week 5: attempt home facial surgery to stop government nanobots from spreading
Etc etc
Snake hips
That weird cement gray coloring and rotted teeth look
Fuck my life. Could have made a dream trip even dreamier.
Sheeeeeiiiit!!!
You are probly very lucky .
Probably, pretty shit drug really. Nothing like blazing up, eating the pantry bare and having a good sleep.
With a six-pack of the coldest
Bordeaux wine also. Farrrk. The senses are heightned.
Who hasn’t entertained the idea of what you’d do if you found a key.
Would you try to sell it? Who you gonna go to to move that much weight through? The bikies? Some other mid high level dealer that would eat you for brekky? You’d be shanked and left empty handed quicker than you could say ‘hey, you’re not the guy I spoke to on the phone…’
You could try selling it piecemeal, and again up the overall chances of getting caught.
Or maybe you’d keep it for yourself? But Who is ever gonna need that many nose cones?
I mean, it’s a good problem to have. But still.
Sell it to a cop
Only safe way out.
But keep an oz
Almost haiku
Got a limerick ?
Used to buy me some hash in Mong Kok
From a Paki, kept it in his sock.
I said where is it from?
He said out of my bum
Its like shitting a really hard rock
Once I smoked some of finest Afghan
With a guy who sold hash from a van
He asked “was I a cop ?”
I said “no I am not !”
Then we drank lots of beer out of cans
Haiku is too easy.
Probably end up keeping it. First do a little, then a little more then more and more until Ive been up a month straight and seeing menehunes, eventually getting so paranoid that I flush it down the toilet.
That would be my plan as well.
Back when we were about 15 or so my mate bought 10 grams of damp coke from this suss cunt in Geelong. He was baking it in the oven to dry it out and his mum busted him. Pretty classic.
Exactly 90% of us aren’t hard enough to deal with the low lifes that world comes hand in hand with! A buddy of mine and his friend decided to dabble in drug dealing at the age of 15 or so, couple of private school boys playing drug dealer essentially. After a couple of months of financial gain and school notoriety they decided to go up the chain and buy some weight, at the last minute my buddy couldn’t make the buy so sent his partner there to do the deal. He ended up handcuffed to the sink in a filthy public restroom about 5k lighter for his troubles! haha
A friend brought a shit ton of hash back from Morocco in a couple pair of clogs that a guy made for her. Walked right into the us of a. Well she was hot and for some reason hot chicks often played me. I was her distributor for a week or so. What a pain in the ass. Something w the mushrooms we would buy with no questions asked loans from the college. Pain in the ass to net out a free oz or in the case of the hash, blue balls
How can ya fit a ton of hash in a pair of clogs
Be lucky to get a 1/2 lb in each clog
It was enough to be a pain in ass Not a literal ton
A pain in the ass ?
I thought ya said it was in clogs, not keestered…
(Keestering clogs would be rather uncomfortable)
yes in clogs, I remember her saying one of them started to break when she was on the ferry.. no say.. but it was 4 big chunks of hash that i had to chisel out in to measurements and sell and every fucker on campus was knocking at my door or asking me at parties and shit and alls I wanted to do was get laid.. which did not happen… lesson learnt.
When you say “knocking at my door”, is that campus slang term for de-keestering and/or getting laid in the male only dorms ?
Can ya let them know I had a great time in Indo with that 5k..
“Say what again!!”
My N.Carolina fishing buddies told me a story in the 70s they caught a Square Grouper at the shoreline. A giant bale of Columbian pot all waterlogged
Finding it would be the only way to enjoy – guilt free – the blood powders. Sell half, snort the other ½!
It wouldn’t last more than one night at the Burwood Inn.
True, the disabled dunnies at the Zoo would finish it in three hrs
I wonder if any Australian government research organisations would have done any research on the subject, or who might be the best person to contact about such questions?
Sounds right up ABS’ alley
Mmmm, I was thinking CSIRO, regarding drifting in the ocean currents and intertidal sharp coastal sediments.
I just think No Country for Old Men but still pissed off because I was out after Dorian and didn’t see shit of course.
You’re having a real bludge lately.
Good onya
Make the Seppo do all the work.
Imagine being a 17 year old with 10 pounds of 80-90% pure coke? If I had that I probably would’ve lost my virginity before my mid-30s.
a couple of months too early Bicko. or were you?
I checked with mates and the beach is closed …. you can’t surf or even put your foot on the sand without the men in blue and leather gloves treating you like an enemy of the state .
It happened in 92 with detonators , 2003 with oil and one public holiday around 2007 when some dumb fuck found bombs from WWII .
Nostrilob Pure Gold