
Last week I watched all of my surf videos. Even Blue Crush.
It started as an attempt to lift my spirits – to whisk me away to foreign shores where perfect waves meet perfectly placed boards in an inspirational aqueous ballet. Continue reading

Last week I watched all of my surf videos. Even Blue Crush.
It started as an attempt to lift my spirits – to whisk me away to foreign shores where perfect waves meet perfectly placed boards in an inspirational aqueous ballet. Continue reading