White Horses

NEW YORK, I THINK I LOVE YA

I moved to New York to get away from surfing. I’d grown up in Southern California, surfed on the pro tour for five years, worked as Executive Editor of Surfing magazine. I was saltwaterlogged to the point of disgust. I wanted new experiences. If there was a lesson learned from a life in waves, it was to think fast, stay loose, bend your knees. I hit the city with big dreams.

I vowed to play my surfing

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