The Artifacts Journal

What could be better than a DIY sauna while your miles away from civilization deep in the mountains of Patagonia? This is how myself and the Roark family came up with a way to stay warm aside from a fire.

The broad, windswept vistas and fertile pampas of Argentina are both stunningly beautiful and ideally designed for nurturing Argentina’s culinary obsession: beef. Grilled beef to be exact. According to Francis Mallman, Argentina’s wild-haired culinary visionary and self-appointed spokesman, “grilling in Argentina isn’t just about the food. It is a ritual and a ceremony.”

A reluctant angler’s total recall by Roark’s man in Argentina, Manu Dominguez

The morning is cloudy with a cold bite in the air. Andres Kempel, a big-game hunting and fishing guide, has arrived. He is quiet and confident, old-school. We watch from the other side of the fence as he tosses saddles around effortlessly, balancing a smoke in his mouth. Little by little we wander towards him, gravitating to his energy. He smiles crookedly and shakes our hands. One thing is clear: Andres is a man amongst boys. Roark has a rival.

Jeff is a well-versed photographer, writer, director, surfer, skateboarder and climber. But abover all, Jeff is a story teller.

Maybe…just maybe, if you shook Drew Smith’s calloused, bear-like hand, perhaps through osmosis you might catch a piece of whatever cosmic plane that guy is vibrating on.

In “Future Mystics”, Ivah takes us through Jamaican surf culture as other Revivalists: Nate Zoller, Parker Coffin, and LJ O’Leary surf different locations introduced during our trip in Volume 14.

The journey begins in a different part of the world every season. Telling stories of our travels by street or by trail inspiring a collection of adventure-ready goods. The chase for Roark is never-ending and relentless. Join us this season as we follow Roark into the more classical setting of Northern Patagonia, Argentina.

On our recent trip to Jamaica, a friend of the family named Karina Petroni joined the crew to write about the adventure at hand. Karina’s role on the trip quickly grew beyond the pen & notepad, displaying (and often utilizing) her talents as a former professional surfer, world class freediver, and spearfisherman.

A man in a spring suit sharpens the tip of a spear by the dock. A joint possibly hangs out of his mouth, my memory evades me. He points out a large grouper beneath the dock. I nod, thinking little about the significance of the large predator swimming idly beneath us. That large fish, I would soon learn, isn't as common as one might expect in this part of the Caribbean.