Romad is our word for nomad. A roamer.

For the rambling man. For the rolling stone. It was never about the bike. Or the board. Or the wave.

It was about what those things gave us — a reason to go.

As kids, we watched skate films where friends piled into vans and crossed state lines just to film a single clip.

We watched surfers travel across the world chasing empty waves.

We watched desert riders disappear into sand dunes with nothing but gas money and a camcorder.

Those weren’t vacations.

They were stories being written in real time.