A tribute to SURFER Mag's founder, who worked his way to a dream job
This is how it’s supposed to be. Any job with the word “surf” in the description—especially founder and editor of SURFER magazine—ought to allow a three-hour workday, the wearing of flip-flops and trunks at work, and a chance to escape the office when T-Street is firing.
The secret to better surfing is at your local drug store
In the same way that Air Jordans were the secret to Michael Jordan’s game, the ankle brace must be the hidden power behind John John’s performance at Keramas.