Photo: Brian Nevins
Once I recognized one of our tribe, even walking through times square I saw another member of our tribe... and we recognized each other... by the saltiness, by the tan, by the look of adventure we knew each other
- Bear Woznick -
These lines started as tiny capillary ruffles far out at sea, and this guy somehow sensed their imminent arrival in the form of predictable bands of very rideable swell. The whole damn thing’s miraculous, isn't it?
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