A winter storm spawns in the dark hostile waters off the Aleutian islands of Alaska. The spinning tempest rides the jet stream across the vast pacific building energy and sucking up moisture along the way. It produces large surf in Hawaii, and then the west coast. It hit’s walls of mountains in the northwest exploding and stumbling across the many intermountain ranges until reaching the Rockies.
A similar thing occurs off of Antarctica in summer and my world is turned upside down.
It makes me happy.
Following the hydrological cycle has been my life long pursuit. I’ve always been fascinated by the forces of nature and riding these events is my reward.
Ranges and Reefs, define the final outcome, as wind, temperature, elevation and aspect all have to come together to reward us.
This not a sport, it’s not the x-games, video games, pop culture, the coolest trick, or latest trend…
It is our way of life
This is dedicated to the riders
It is to honor those individuals who suffer through the flat spells and dry spells
To those who remain dedicated through tough times
To those who dream of and desire these rare events of bliss
Sacrificing a conventional lifestyle to be on it