Kiting Day
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...

The waves in San Diego are generally small. When they get big, they're seldom rideable.
But sometimes you get to see a little bit of that fabled tube, the shack, the blanket of water enveloping you and your board just before it closes over you and rolls you into the sand. Pull the Blanket Over was from one of those days when mother ocean wrapped me in her arms . . . just before slapping me against the sand. :-)
Who doesn’t remember the first time your kite takes to the sky, higher and higher into an infi...
"Show Me the Way" is a painting I’ve had in my head for a very long time. Surfing is...
Several years ago I was near poverty, struggling to fetch out a living in a southern Oregon town, li...
Another glorious view from my back door of the setting sun spiked with palm trees against the bright...