First Bike
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...

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. :-)
Generation after generation, we all relive the first bike we owned through our children, watching th...
A friend was touring Southeast Asia this summer and posted the most amazing pictures of his travels....
Some cats like their backs scratched. Some like to flop in your lap whenever they damn well feel lik...
There’s something about the dry air and raw emptiness of the desert that I’ve always lov...