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, empty waves. My first trip was in 2011. I found exactly what I was looking for and have been going back ever since. Here are a few pics from my recent visit during the 2019 Hurricane Season.
For so long, our group of friends all lived within close proximity. It was a special time, and an even more special group of people. So many great memories
This place has a beautiful and alluring name, but some things are better left unsaid. I’ve wanted to come here for a very long time, but it’s not an easy
I always looked up to those surfers and skiers who put in that little bit of extra effort. They were always at the right spot at the right time. They