Photo: Scott Dickerson
This last 15 years on the road I've been keeping a mental record of how many unsurfed, unnamed waves I've seen with my own eyes. I'd guess it's between eight and ten thousand. In crowded, pissy lineups I just think of that, and things are okay.
- Chris Malloy -
This photo tells the rest of the story of surfing in Homer, Alaska. Gart Curtis is so stoked there are finally waves, that he's charging through a frozen beachscape to get to some beachbreak with onshore winds before we lose our little dose of mid-winter light.?
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