A few weeks ago I packed up the van to head North on a Thursday night. I arrived late to San Jose and slept in the parking lot at work. I worked Friday, and kept heading North to find waves with my friend Todd over the weekend. We weren’t sure where to surf. The beaches were going to be maxed out so we thought it would be a good time to scope the nooks ‘n crannies. And so we did.
Over the holiday’s, Scott and I jumped in the van and headed North with skis, surfboards, and our heaviest wetsuits. We spent two and a half weeks on the road, logged over three thousand miles, crossed international borders, and found some of the best powder and waves of our lives. Here are a few pics from the adventure.
This was our second Thanksgiving in Baja. We knew the surf would be small, but were stoked to surf empty longboard waves for the entire time.