Surfing Bali
I’ve surfed fifteen countries. As a rule of nature, it is usually flat for a traveling surfer. Some of my best waves required days of waiting out flat spells just to experience one or two days of...
View ArticleSnowboarding in New York: Windham Mountain
My favorite line in the film Endless Summer is “You should’ve seen it yesterday.” For those who don’t speak surflish, it means that the waves were epic yesterday and you missed it… bro. So far this...
View ArticleSnowboarding Killington Mountain
I’ve skied and snowboarded at least two dozen spots on the East Coast. But so far, nothing compares to snowboarding Killington, one of Vermont’s best mountains. With more than 140 trails, more than a...
View ArticleSnowboarding Squaw Valley Resort and Alpine Meadows, Lake Tahoe
The first time I visited Tahoe was in the summer of 2003. Friends and I had passed through after our surf trip from San Diego to San Francisco was ruined by a placid Pacific. We were in awe by the...
View ArticleThe Dangers of Surfing Bali and Peeing in the Ocean
Before I surfed Bali, I had heard the Indonesian urban legends and old wives’ tales about surfing the archipelago, but more specifically about surfing Bali. “I know a guy who wore a green bathing...
View ArticleSnowboarding Dubai: Riding the Sand and the Shopping Mall
My favorite thing about travel is experiencing the unexpected. Snowboarding Dubai on two different terrains–sand and snow (remember this is a desert)–was one of the great ironies of this fast-growing...
View ArticleSurfing St Barth
A few years ago, my wife, Marissa, surprised me with tickets to Puerto Rico for Valentine’s Day and dubbed it a “romantic weekend getaway.” As a surfer, I was conflicted: I questioned if I should bring...
View ArticleSnowboarding the White Mountains
Just below the evergreens that grow at the peaks of New Hampshire’s White Mountains, the world below looks like a sepia-toned photograph: bare black deciduous trees, slopes blanketed in white, tanned...
View ArticleSurfing New Hampshire
It had been my first surf trip up the coast from New York. Maine was our end destination. Matt was my companion. We were looking to find waves. After taking more than fifteen detours off the highway...
View ArticlePaddleboarding Buzzards Bay
From the sound of it, a paddle through Buzzards Bay connotes an adventure across some liquid wasteland, where scavenger birds wait on rocks for some hapless paddleboarder to be done in by jagged...
View ArticleLearning to Kitesurf in Aruba: The Kite Experience
When most people envision kitesurfing, they think, at the very least, of having a kite to harness the winds above their head and a board to skim the seas. Well, that’s what I thought, too. But when I...
View ArticlePaddleboarding Aruba: The Spanish Lagoon
I paddled myself from Aruba’s turquoise waters off of the southwestern coast into the black saltwater of the Spanish Lagoon. The channel was still and opaque. Suddenly, a miniature geyser broke the...
View ArticleSurfing Japan: Lost in Translation
I was only in Tokyo for Sunday and Monday, but surfing Japan was a top priority. Of those two days, however, only the second seemed to promise any swell. A few years prior, I had met a Japanese surfer...
View ArticleFrom 1,000 Peeps to 1,000 Peaks: Surfing Waikiki and Ukemehame
Surfing Waikiki presents the version of the sport most akin to the horrors of the Department of Motor Vehicles. Once you overlook the long-breaking waves and the beautiful, turquoise expanse, all you...
View ArticlePaddling with a Toddler in Hawaii
The first time that I had taken my daughter out on the sea, she was four months old. I had set her feet on a stand-up paddleboard floating just off the shore of Eleuthera in the Bahamas. Harper, as a...
View ArticleThe Secret Side of Mont Tremblant
Mont Tremblant is one of the best ski resorts in the eastern half of North America; there’s no secret there. But the mountain and village have overlooked offerings that can serve as respites from the...
View ArticleThe Best Things to do in Mont-Sainte-Anne
My day began with a bad hotel breakfast in the city. Runny eggs, tasteless pancakes, and pulverized fruit. I got into my car and drove east to the mountains, just a 45-minute drive from downtown Quebec...
View ArticleSurfing St. Lucia, Or Determined to Ride Something of Nothing
Eight meters of kite was tethered from my waist and I watched as it surfed the zenith. I punched left and maneuvered the kite toward nine o’clock, where palm fronds grabbed for my lines. So I punched...
View ArticleSurfing Korea
It was a calm morning at Gwang-An Beach when I launched my paddleboard into the absence of surf. Since the winds were down and swells small, I paddled away from the beach, which was enclosed by...
View ArticlePaddleboarding the Coastal Dune Lakes
I had come to South Walton for the rare lakes and the good beer. The plan was to experience them separately. But plans aren’t of much use in a place like South Walton. And liquid travels the path of...
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