patagonia: Keith Malloy on the Central Coast of California.  Photo by Lauren Ross
gnostic-forest: charlottegreen: i’m so in love with this. i can’t even. ah. my favourite feeling in the world is putting your head beneath the water and entering an entirely different place, so peaceful, so quiet. what i miss more than anything when i’m living away from the ocean is being able to duck under and leave all my worries on the surface. This is extraordinary
dear-suburbia: Our fourth installment of the What Youth book is a reminder. A reminder of why we surf. A reminder that we’re not perfect — not even close actually. It’s a reminder that our heroes wear resin boots and have porno mags on the toilet and shape things that make us our happiest. A reminder that we’re different than most. Flawed. Rebellious. And motivated to experience. A reminder that there will never be anything better than driving with your friends through a strange and new world — all the answers in life right there before you, hidden between the sand and melted wax and coffee cups and rattling rails of surfboards, right there, waiting. Each mile driven proving that the routine patterns making up most of our lives are wrong. And can. And will be. Often. what youth blog
fragilitie: ☾