Letter From Future Swells No. 57

Once in a Full Blue Moon

A first peek into the surf shack, the simple shelter that I now call home.

I moved into the surf shack on the evening of the full blue Moon on Halloween with what I’ve basically have been traveling with for the past seven years plus a surfboard, and a bike. On the morning of Día de Muertos, my storage service Clutter delivered a dozen boxes with photogra…