Back from Colorado to find this lapping at the shores of the local beaches; 15 to 18 foot with occasional 25 foot sets.

Ah… mid July. While the population at large is busy sunning themselves on a beach, (or in the case of Boulder, Colorado) next to a creek, I find myself sitting in a super-refrigerated office trying to assemble nearly 400 ski related products and reviews into a coherent buyer’s guide for FREESKIER Magazine. While I toil with ski test intro spreads (and updating this blog), Harvey and Shay do stupid stuff like jogging in 90 degree heat.

The fifties were great. Women knew their place, and the world promoted it as such. This was an ad from Life Magazine in 1951.

On the way from Orange County to Portland… A few vodka tonics later and we’re over  yosemite national park, and it’s on fire, seriously. Like a brush fire, burning like my love for the late king of Pop dancing skillz. Alaska Airlines now has wifi service on their flights.