The fact that we can drive two hours north of the state's only metropolis to go camping in Sandy Cape with an oceanfront view is what makes Western Australia so...
I like when the sun burns white dots into the inside of my eyelids, like the marks left by extinguished cigarettes. It's as if the sun has seared itself into my...
As the son of a sea urchin diver, salt water has always been a part of Morgan's blood. At thirteen years old, Morgan began shooting surfers off of the coast of ...
Newport Beach: The next logical step for pretty much every well-off Southern Californian business degree graduate. The people are toned, white, wealthy, and alw...
"Do you have a leg injury?"
No, for the 100th time - my sweet yoga teacher - I do not have a leg injury. I am just horrifically inflexible. Despite practicin...
A few weeks ago, I stumbled upon surf writer Cameron Brown and his blog, My Wave Addiction. I found myself nodding along to so many of his posts that revolve ar...
I'm going to put it out there and humble-brag that I'm a GoPro hipster. I used the first model of the camera back in 2010, when people would stop me on the stre...
There are three unwritten laws in surfing: never drop in; never hassle; and never come between a surfer and a good night's sleep the day before a big swell.
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Welcome back to the new fortnightly series, Life Outside!— a place where I will share snippets of microadventures, action sports, eco-friendly tips, and other a...
There's a reason humans feel happier gazing at stars rather than screens and the stale air of a shopping mall cannot compare with the fresh sky of the outdoors....
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