I went into Shelter the other day. Ran into Worm from Bang Bang Club.
We didn't get to talk for too long...my girlfriend (whom I love dearly) has about a 4 second attention fan when we go into surfshops, bookstores, Amoeba...stuff like that...she did get me a rad Pendleton afterwards though, so I'll call it even.
Found this little teaser from Jody Lemmon's surf movie entitled "Thrive" The Surf Movie.
Here's the link - http://www.amphibiousproductions.com/thrive_surf.html
Your gonna have to copy and paste that one because my safari is outdated and blogger is bein a tramp right now, but I swear it's worth it.
The dudes in this video were hands down the best surfers from north Orange County on longboards and I would argue the best in California for the time frame (mid 90's early, 2000's). Growing up these guys were about 5 or 6 years older than myself, Danimal, and our other log friends, so we kinda looked up to their surfin skills even though some of them were dicks to us. Greg Ervin, Cody Faircloth, and Matt Stuek were always my favorites to watch, sometimes I'd just sit on a fire pit at Bolsa and observe.
Anywho, I'm not entirley sure what these cats are up too, with the exception of Cyrus Sutton, who i think was the youngest bruce jones rider, and is obviously currently surfing insane and doing original higly skilled film stuff. Every once in awhile when i'm at Sano I see Faircloth riding some super old hansen 50/50 surfing better than anyone out in the line up and I'm pretty sure he's doing it piss drunk. I saw Matt Stuek at bolsa once last winter (still rips). Dave Roberts I heard lives in Hawaii, and Greg Ervin works at Bev Mo, but again that's only hearsay. To see these guys all out together at seal, taking over the pier like they used to do, would be an occasion I would drop whatever I was doin just to watch.
I surfed this fickle little gem for 2 hours by myself on the 5'7" EC Frodo Bat Tail Frankenstein Quad. Lined up lefts for days. Gnar boulders on the inside. Got shacked off my ass fool!
I know, I know. He beat on some chicks in Mammoth. This post is not about that. It's about the shredding. Pure and simple. I found this vid searching for that clip in 5'5 19 1/4 with the D.I. song oc life. I never found that clip but came across this shaming of taylor knox..Go do some more sit-ups broseph.
I don't back lost or the camera dudes stellar video skills
Not much surf to speak of at all up here in dreary SB. A couple missions to Ventura have found some modestly pleasing slide sesh's. Up-note, only like 3 more weeks of school plus a few summer courses and my academic career will be over. For EVER. To kick start this year off at school in early October I got a lower lip tattoo with a few other assholes that i was drinking with. They all got sports teams. I even payed for my friend Daley to get "sharks" as in the san jose hockey team, because I've never seen someone show such genuine and heart felt devotion to a group of sweaty men. When they win, you'd swear he popped an ex pill, when they lose he drinks like a factory worker during the great depression. Since I can't remember the last time i even played a sport I opted to get "SHAKA" inked on me forever (not really since it's pretty much faded to say H triangle A) Anyways, if you've read this far into my rant (silly you) you might be curious as to how I might go about capping this year at a creatively depressing, uninspiring university. Well, I've completely made up my mind that I'm torching the grass shack at campus point. Why you may ask? Cause FUCK that place, thats why.
This is Jeff Markman. I met Jeff my senior year when we had English together along with a mutual friend named Drew, and in probably no less than one class with each other became friends and then proceeded through the actions of our collective trio to annoy the total shit out of every other kid in that class as well as trying no matter how shamefully to flirt with the lone babe of the classroom Tanya.(Yep we were those kids) Anyways, Jeff was always a seriously funny dude whether crackin' jokes or tellin' stories about his pet cat Gary, who may like smoking more than he does… Ohh and he shreds too!
A few days ago I posted vol. 2 of TJ Ridings and Cyrus sutton on the new harbour noserider. Here's vol 1 featuring cyrus solo. Around the 53' mark, it starts to get silly steezy. Enjoy
Contraception? Do you ask? I’m all about that. It’s pretty fucken wild out there. I’m always connied up. Even when I’m liquored. It can be fucked, though: you’re all geed up, then you stop, say, hey, I’m going to get this thing, …it’s rank in that regard. Afterwards, it’s an amazing feeling, particularly if you were parro the night before and yet you still tarped up. It speaks volumes for your character.
One of my best buddies from the golden years of youth, TJ, just posted this video of himself and fellow harbour team rider Cyrus Sutton testing the new Harbour Noserider. Needless to say from watching this demo, it works...really well. I was back at home in good old North Orange County recently and was kinda shocked at how hard the jerky, mega hand jive thing has gotten a hold over the younger loggin kids. Nothing wrong with that trip at all, it's tits, very enjoyable to watch but It's nice to see shredders keepin it smooth, making it look easy, and pulling off way lengthier noserides.
I went with Tightner from Radballs to skate the Combi bowl at Vans today. Very mental. Shameful as well.
First off, I was not aware that Wednesday's are fucking pro nights. So, Omar Hassan, Josh Borden, Bennett Harada, Christian Hosoi, and a gang load of other shredders were in attendance. Shameful, I know.
Anyways, I padded up and took a warm up sesh on the 6' mini ramp, just to get the blood flowing. Did that for awhile, buttery coping, very nice.
Ok, back to business. I go back to the bowl and most of those dudes are still there and before I know it, Tightner goes for it. Effortlessly flowing in and out of the corners doing slashes on some very unforgiving pool coping. He gives me some pointers and before I know it, I am dropping in, trying not to totally kook it.
Holy shit. I haven't had that much fun in a long time. I worked myself into the rotation taking turns with some mental dudes. All of the guys were really rad, some kiwi dude from New Zealand was giving me some pointers on how to improve my bowl shredding ability. Much thanks.
I have only really skated a 5' mini ramp before, so a 11'6" deep pool was quite an adjustment, Tightner said it was definitely a very difficult bowl to skate, hopefully I will be making my way to some more user-friendly bowls and pools in the area in the upcoming weeks. So fun.
Anyways, here is a picture and some video of the beast, last year's Pro Tec Pool Party video...
Danimal, Douchemcgregor, and Travis ate until there was only one man standing.
The food:
1 Large plate of salad 2 plates of macaroni and cheese 2 pieces of cornbread 1 blueberry muffin 5 pizza sticks 1 bowl of chili 1 bowl of clam chowder 1 bowl of chicken noodle soup 1 plate of pasta 1 large bowl of strawberry apple cobbler with ice cream
Everyone ate the food on this list.
Douchemcgregor and Travis barfed.
Danimal added a soft taco from Taco Bell to seal his victory.
No prizes, just bragging rights.
Please don't tell me about kids are starving all over the world and food riots are occuring. As my good friend Pat would say, "Get it to 'em."
