I'm writing this one as live as it gets. Maybe even no edits. I've been thinking about this post for some time. Thinking about themes and connections. But sometimes life presents itself in simple ways. Case in point, it's been months since my last Triple B. Yet I've been to numerous breweries and coffee shops. … Continue reading Beach, Break and Brew: Simple Musings from the Homestead
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Beach, Break and Brew: Bodies and Boards and Cracked Rail
First wave that I saw, I turned to paddle into and “pop”! My entire back seized up and I found myself unable to move. Pure adrenaline. Looking back, that’s how I figure I got myself and my board out of the water.
Beach, Break and Brew: One for the History Books
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.