I'm a sucker for nostalgia. I also love the stories that permeate the background of everything we experience. From restaurants and bars to guitars and surfboards, I search out the story... Over the past few weeks, a story unfolded about one of my surfboards in a seemingly choreographed set of scenes as if crafted by Coppola himself.
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Beach, Break and Brew: The Painfully Inevitable and Joe at Joe’s
I’ve gotten sliced across the forehead by a paddle, slashed in the shoulder by a fin, and of course broke ribs wiping out. Sometimes the injuries are flesh wounds – fin cuts. Other times the injuries are serious. It took eight-weeks for my ribs to heal. Eight-weeks to be able to hug my daughters and sneeze without seeing stars.
Beach, Break and Brew: An Unprofessional’s Guide to Surfing, Eating and Drinking at the Jersey Shore
So, my new series will appear in Beach Badge, but that is a bi-annual print publication. In between, I will release installments on my own site. Before I start, let’s make one thing clear – I have no business writing surf reviews… food reviews… coffee reviews… or beer reviews. I’m still a rookie surfer and … Continue reading Beach, Break and Brew: An Unprofessional’s Guide to Surfing, Eating and Drinking at the Jersey Shore