I’m extremely fortunate to have an aunt that lives on island off the coast of Massachusetts. It’s where I first fell in love with the ocean. Where I caught my first wave. Basically where it all began. Here are a few pics from this summer’s family trip.
Growing up as a surfer in New England, Nova Scotia was our version of Baja. It represented the promise of an epic road trip, an international border crossing, and rugged,
It was early September and the Atlantic began to stack up with hurricanes lined up one after the next. First there was Irma. Then Jose. And Maria right behind. I booked a