| goonies never say die | May 21st, 2007 |
I started surfing because of depression. My Wisconsin painter buddy Dan Attoe claimed rock-climbing salvaged him from a dark mental space — learning something new combined with physical activity. I was already having surf-themed dreams, so on my thirtieth birthday, I treated myself to a board, and braved the frigid waters of the northern Pacific with Justin from Menomena. The shot on the right is at Indian Beach, OR — terrible surf conditions that day, but a picturesque cove shared by inquisitive seals and, yes, the GOONIES rocks in the background. Posted in Misc | 11 Comments »
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May 21st, 2007 at 8:36 am
man alive, the photo on the left is pure bliss-
too bad you can’t condense that feeling into your heart and carry it around all the time
May 21st, 2007 at 8:37 am
i mean the one on the right (damn)
May 21st, 2007 at 9:01 am
cheer up
May 21st, 2007 at 11:49 am
Yeah, cheer up
May 21st, 2007 at 5:45 pm
you are very good looking
p.s. i
May 21st, 2007 at 5:46 pm
i got cut off! i was going to say that i love the goonies.
May 21st, 2007 at 7:42 pm
Aw, Ecola state park! I haven’t been there in years… I once found a rock on that beach that was a perfect circle. That beautiful dark stone. I carried it around for months until I lost it.
May 22nd, 2007 at 5:04 am
Surfing sounds like fun ^^ The pictures are really pretty, lucky you !
And yeah do cheer up, depression is like bad weather, it might last a while but eventually the sun always comes back! And i know what i’m talking about, really!
Anyway it’s good to see you post lots ^_^
May 22nd, 2007 at 12:46 pm
That looks so serene.
May 22nd, 2007 at 3:32 pm
beautiful place!
goonies never say die!!!
yeah!!
May 25th, 2007 at 7:45 am
Happy birthday!