Buy a motorcycle, strap a surfboard to it, ride across a continent looking for waves. Sounds a bit nuts, I know. It gets bugs on my board.
I’ve run up and down the California coast most of my life looking for waves to ride. The idea of doing it on a motorcycle instead of in a car finally made its way from my imagination onto the asphalt. Since our surf playground changes every day, a big part of the game is finding the best waves around where the wind, tide, swell, rock and sand have come together to create the ride you’re after. You can find curls of water to make you feel like you’re 14 again, busting to get into your wetsuit and out amongst the otters with that first dunk of your head under green water. It brings the ocean wilderness to life.
At first I really just wanted to find out if this was going to work at all or I was just carefully engineering a quick way to demolish my surfboard by sending it into flight behind me. I started out with some rather creative approaches to attaching my board:
After a few refinements, everything seemed to work just fine. As soon as I’d convinced myself that my board and I could actually stay together flying forward on the moto, I started dreaming up epic motosurf adventures. At this stage I’d never actually even ridden a motorcycle further than 30 miles at a stretch, let alone put my camping gear on and set off for some days on the road. I decided there was no way this could not be really really fun.
