Ever been on a surf trip with no surf? In 2000, I packed my boards and jetted off on a Delta 747 from Heathrow to LAX, via Detroit. I’d been to California for the World Surfing Games in 1996, and was sort of expecting to recreate the experience with my best buddy Tall Paul and…
Way back before Family Rhino, I’d been travelling for surf adventures since the 80’s. Surf trips with friends, sponsored photoshoots, surfing with the Welsh and British teams, I suppose I’d grown up travelling the world for surf, and didn’t think too much about it. This was just the norm for us at the time. We…