My older brother Scott and I just got back from what was, at least for us, a pretty big trip. It was our fourth annual winter van trip: three weeks,
A beautiful April weekend in the Sierras.
In December, Scott and I loaded up the van with our ski gear and warmest clothes. We headed out for nearly three weeks, chasing powderup to British Colombia and back.
One of my closest and oldest friends lives in Israel. His name is Boris. He was flying back to Boston and said he wanted to visit me in California. Surely,
Couldn’t leave Canada without surfing..