The Fear, The Zen, and The Ugly Wipeouts

The Fear, The Zen, and The Ugly Wipeouts

It was kind of like the first day of school, except that you’re wearing a bikini in front of your classmates and your teacher looks like a sexy rockstar-pirate hybrid.  This is Baleal Surf Camp, where I’d spend two weeks learning to surf, acquiring thousands of new freckles, and getting into trouble with people from all […]

Stoked

Stoked

My lack of natural athleticism plus my clumsy nature doesn’t exactly make me a great candidate to become a surfer.  However, as you know, I am spending my time traveling with an open mind and trying new things, so I signed myself up for a week of surf camp an hour and a half north […]