04/2012. kevin naughton’s backyard. fortunately, no one caught me while lurking in the naughton’s backyard, stealing a glimpse here and there into the life of a lifetime surfer and writer. around a corner, i came across a stash of boards that told a hundred tales. within this band of boards, there is one particular board that has a wonderful story of just how things come around, how friendships are started and that sometimes, a little help goes much further than the parking lot. thanks kevin, for not calling the cops when ya caught me!