|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.
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