Thursday, December 8, 2011
It's been awhile since I've posted, lots of shit happening. Some good, some bad..but, those are stories for another time. I've been looking through old family photos and I had to post this one. It's my mom and dad in happy times. They divorced..but this looks like they were having fun. Central Park NYC-1960.
Monday, August 15, 2011
I recently found these photos while going through boxes, they were from a trip/job, where I was living in Hawaii for about 6 months...fukin sweet. Not only living there, but i was kind of a big shot, calling shots, makin calls, naming names. The coolest thing about it, was I was working with some of the biggest surf legends. (Brian Keaulana, his dad, Buff, Mel Pu'u, Terry Ahue, Dennis Kalama, Brock Little and Derrick Doerner). We were shooting a "ride" film for IMAX so the people in Iowa could get the sensation of riding a wave. The best part of it is, we had it rigged up so that if you dropped in on anyone, while riding this 'imaginary wave," you would get punched in the face by a big Hawaiian...Welcome to Hawaii, Haole.
Photos of Mel- clowning, The Water Patrol wrapping it up. Sunset at Sunset (Derrick and Mel)
THe above is a joke- please don't get pissed...I would do the same thing if you dropped in on me at the spot.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Im just looking through my old photos, came across the shots of the Chetco River. It was the calmest bar on the north coast. This day topped out at 25'. The boat is 45' so that looks like easily like 25'-30' face. We used to take the boat out, sit it in the surf line and let it roll over. That was the longest 6 seconds of my life. This was one of the happiest times of my life because I would work 10 hours during the day, then have off the afternoons to surf with another Malibu person that got stationed there. We had some of the best surf in Brooking history (according to the locals). I look at this picture often, imagine going right, bottom turn under the screw.
Friday, July 1, 2011
That's not really the president, it's my dad and his dad, my grandfather, chilling after a longboard session at Malibu. Looking closely at my dad, he has a little Obama going on..
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Friday, June 17, 2011
We've been coming here so long, the pigeons have started to like us again. There was a period a few years back that freaked them out, we'd had enough of the shit and feathers, started to wringing their necks, popping them with one twist. Alls good now, though. They watch our cars when we're in the water.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
This weekend was perfect..except Sunday, which sucked. Or, actually blew..way to hard to surf and have any fun. THe other two days of the Memorial weekend was great to be back. I actually had one of those thoughts that I would like to do a nice fading cutback and hit the rebound and ride it all the way in..none of that one turn shit.. The first wave I caught was the best of the day, I was ready to get out.. Kevin O got a piece of the final turn on his little camera. That's it. Made my day.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
So, I was asked by my Dr. to not surf for four weeks so when I go in he can see if the area around my disc is less inflamed..I go in Thursday. My surgery is scheduled for 27May, but I may chicken out, because it's been feeling pretty good. Anyway, I've not had much to say, other than the shitstorm created by my stepmother has taken all my free time. All peace and security that my dad had created is gone. No we have to step in and clean up. So, the picture above is one I found lately, wish it was who my dad had chosen to marry..she looks like she means business. Can't remember which Pointer Sister that is. My jewish dad, with his tough guy mustache..
Saturday, April 2, 2011
So went to the surgeon this week, following a complete seize of my back. It happened with a crippling, down to the floor, not moving event. I've had these before, but this was out of the blue, actually feeling pretty good. I figure it would come on the heels after a shitty go out with close outs at the spot.. So the prognosis- L3, L4 compressed and bulging, L5 gone with the nerve being crunched by the L5-S1, which means Disc replacement. Apparently, they go through the stomach..Not sure how I'm feeling about that.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
I had to post this..especially after reading SurfSisters last post.. I was surfing this particular beach for a number of years, actually living there too. I would get out of the water and walk home.
There was this guy, in the left part of the picture (not the kid on the boogieboard- I would never intentionally run over a person on a boogieboard), who was not happy that I was getting so many waves. Everytime I turned around, he would turn around and try to paddle, even the ones that he was way out of position..Im sure you all know the type... Anyway, you can see in the picture he is not paddling forward, he is intentionally backing up, to try to fuck me up..that only happened once.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Had a family vacation to Yosemite over the New Year. It was one of those I was dreading, thoughts of crowded Disneyland, witing in lines to look at stuff and eating cold food. Then nthe strangest thing happened as we were driving up the Grapevine, it got really dark and cold..rainy. We heard news on the radio that the Grapvine was closed, yet we already passed through. So we beat that one, but as we were approaching the hotel, which is in Fish Camp, the CHP motioned us over to put on chains. I was only a mile from the hotel, but I was in a rental, so I didn't dare fuck that up. As I got up from under the car, I could see this line about a mile long of people putting on chains behind us. I asked the CHP what was going on, he told me that there had been a 17 car pile up and the highway was closed. I asked if anyone was hurt, he said no, just people that were not familiar with snow conditions. I muttered to myself, "Fukin sweet!" I knew that the park would be empty for at least a day. It snowed all night- 4 feet, and the park was empty all week..not sure why, but when was the last time you went to Yosemite and there was no one there?