When I think of Latvia, I picture Art Nouveau facades, dense forests, maybe a medieval fair or two. What I don’t think about… at least not often… is anything tied to The Garage Journal. That changed over the weekend. While poking around The Garage Gallery, I came across a thread from a Latvian member called, “The Lab.”| The Garage Journal
The other day, I watched from the beach as Steve took my daughter out to Waiohai for a surf session. The swell was coming in heavy, the chop was relentless, and most folks out there were fighting for their lives. Not Steve. He’d spring up on his self-shaped board, plant his feet closer together than any surf coach would recommend, and lean back like he was rolling a lowrider down Whittier Boulevard without a care in the world. When the wave closed out, he’d step off clean… no leash, no ...| The Garage Journal
