Surfing, Skateboarding, Music, Photography, Travel, Culture and general antics of the youth on the run.

Dear Youth Craig Anderson, Dion Agius, Dane Reynolds in New Zealand, filming for Dear Suburbia, 2012

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Editor’s Note: Blake Myers is Kai Neville and What Youth’s mascot/employee/filmmaker/creative Kiwi. He’s been making Lego videos and films for years now, and he’s also pretty good at snapping interesting photos along the way. The moments that usually go unoticed — which we thrive on. He’ll be contributing to Photo Credit and unearthing his archive of images as well. We start with a classic trip, one of the first that showed up in What Youth Issue 1, and Dear Suburbia as well.

Blake Myers: “During this trip we stayed in Dunedin for a week and got the worst waves ever. Howling offshore. Too high tide. No swell. It was a hustle and a struggle. This photo was taken at the hotel/house we stayed in. We would all huddle in the lounge to keep warm. Drink Speights beer and watch videos. After a week of hustling to find something, we all agreed to head south and try our luck down there. Thankfully something gave, and we scored three days of waves.

Delirium on a trip is the best. You get the guys being themselves and capture the funniest moments.”

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Dear Youth The fun that leads to sleep paralysis

“Never trust a thought that didn’t come from walking.” That’s a quote by an old madman by the name of Friedrich Nietzsche. He’s an existential pioneer and had one hell of a dark passenger throughout his life. But the man sure did drop some wisdom while he was here. I bring this up as a bit…

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Dear Youth A Treatise on Art and Coffee

Coffee is a drug. That’s masked by ubiquity and social acceptance but it’s just hot speed. Black hot wonderful speed. That thought lingered last Saturday morning as a nice young man in a waxed-cotton apron and mustache — and not a November mustache, but a real annual subscription to the thing — fixed my Guatemalan…

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