Bowl sessions together forever
We vow.
Mon coeur
It all points back to life outside the gym. Sunlit storms, morning mist, and sessions in the golden hour.
Dojo at dawn
The place itself works on you. The Dojo is more than a room to move steel, hold form, and sweat.
Still
Dawn patrol in the Santa Cruz Mountains.
Carve your heart out
A couple of strays from last fall.
Move at dawn
Movin’ in the magic hour, really has a way of setting the tone for the day.
The Dojo is for Lovers
Again, life outside the gym, doing what you love, with who you love, for as long as possible, that’s the reason.
We’ll always have Sunday
Build a body that thrills you, so you can skate on Sundays ‘til sunset, forever.
Where trails don’t go
It’s emptier and quieter in the snow. There are no people, and if you see one of the animals who live here, you’re lucky, or you’re in danger.
The reasons are many
It’s about life outside the gym.
Of course there was the matter of the waves, the wall, and the wet stone.
All the best places ask something of you.