Remember a time in your life ( Read more... )

Yesterday came calling to me in a dream. These dreams that I have been so frequently having, want to influence my next move so greatly, and gladly, so they did. In the lowest tide, searching for a least a small ride, I stroked with force across the Altlantic blue and picked off close out waves that packed a little punch. The ride was basically shit ( Read more... )

The adventure to Beer Shit Island was successful despite the rain which ceased only moments before our arrival. Actually, it fucking poured the entire time we set up and huge cracks of lightening soared through the sky as well, but Rachel and I, you know our god-damned pride. Eventually, we gathered an obscure but interesting group of individuals ( Read more... )

Thirsty Thursday's are new to me ( Read more... )

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Picking up pieces from the past.
Holding on to memories that were never meant to last.
Looking forward to the future and through.
Loving every moment of this movement, and each new truth.

An exciting adventure is waiting for you around every corner. You must make the decision to take advantage of each situation, and live life for the moment ( Read more... )

Everything has been so action, action, action lately ( Read more... )

The ocean was amazing yesterday. In the mid-morning there were plenty of chest high sets coming through, and I was style cruising on my longboard. The sets seemed like they could be way fun on my shortboard, so I left to snag it ( Read more... )

After I tossed five big black garbage bags, filled with my clothes that had been sitting in the garage since two Sunday's ago, in the back of Rachel's truck, I ran inside of my home on Rose Drive. Home not so much, not anymore. My room was completely bare, everything stripped from my walls, nothing in either of my large closets, and it was painted ( Read more... )