Sunday Waffles
In our house a regular occurrence, almost a tradition if you like, are early morning waffles with ou...

A moment at one of my favorite beach breaks, Ocean Beach, the Dog Beach end, in San Diego.
There are times when you're surfing you see that perfect shape, that perfect barrel, it's usually too small to call epic but it's beautiful anyway.
And sometimes, it has a sister coming from exactly the opposite direction toward you, and the only thing to do is jump into her foamy arms. :-)
In our house a regular occurrence, almost a tradition if you like, are early morning waffles with ou...
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...
There is nothing like this feeling. The wind in your face, the weight of your ride held high over yo...