38 days, 60 plus surf sessions, two flight changes, one broken board, facial and eye bruising, one fin to face cut, a couple back scratches, 35 days of belly/rib rash, countless reef cuts, an awesome leash tan, a couple minor scooter accidents, one crazy surf appetite later, and I'm back in the mother land.   Surfing is so addictive. It's a great battery charger for me before diving into 5 months of non-stop snow travel shooting.

I fell in love with Bali.  People are happy there, it's hot, beautiful and full of babes.  I didn't shoot a ton, but here's some stuff I liked.  Check back for more soon.