Friday, April 29, 2011
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
It seems everybody I know has had moments of idle daydreaming about schemes never likely to see the light of day - mainly pertaining to ways to circumvent the abusive board fees major airlines charge ($150 each way, thanks AA). Ever imagined sawing your board in half and putting a hinge on it? Well, how about this design, surely cooked up by Q on a slow day at MI6:
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Today my obsession got the better of me and I bit the bullet. I get a call from my man at Mollusk that some Larry Mabile boards just arrived so I went on down to check it out. I left with this 5'3" Ghostbuster in collaboration with hydrodynamica. Just waiting for the other fins to arrive to make this thing a twinzer. I love this board and can't wait to take it out! Check back in a month or so for a report.
Itching to make this a twinzer.
The wings are sick. Crazy bottom turns coming up!
Glass-on Larry Gephart fins.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
I'm completely obsessed with adding a Mini Simmons to my quiver. Here are two links with more info. It's Rusty Preisendorfer laying down his extensive knowledge of history and design.
Richard Kenvin on a Simmons-inspired model. Photo: Scott Sullivan
taken from BOB SIMMONS AND HULLS, PART ONE by Rusty Preisendorfer
Friday, April 15, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
I grew up in Florida and learned to surf when I was 11 at New Smyrna Beach.
I was instantly hooked and for the longest time all I ever wanted was my own surf board. It would be a few years before that would happen so in the mean time I had a bodyboard that kept me stoked. I got my first surfboard as a birthday present when I turned 14. It was my prized possession. When I couldn't go surfing I would read through my old issues of Surfer Magazine and pretend that I was in California or some exotic location. When I was desperate I would lay the board on my bed and stand on it imagining that I was flying through a huge stand up barrel.
I was never a hard core surfer, it would come and go in and out of my life but it was always there. When I would come home from college for summer my brother Kyle and I would do an early morning dawn patrol every Saturday like it was our religion. The waves were never good but we were getting our stoke regardless. I moved to California in 2002 to attend graduate school. It was a time of intense work and development for me as an artist so surfing did not fit in but I did skate which is another story. I retuned to the east coast moving to New York City in 2007 and in 2009 took a summer vacation to go back home to Florida. We planed to stay in New Smyrna so my first thought was of surfing. We packed the old boards and went for it. Just walking down to the water with my board under arm I knew I missed the water and that from then on I would never forget. I caught my first wave and it all came back. Granted I was a little rusty but I felt like I was flying and paddled back out for another and have continued since. This post is of images form that trip and the follow up trip in 2010.
2009: Kyle and I walking to the water for the first time in many years.
2009: It was small and windy but if you waited, something ridable would come through.
Riding a 6'6" thruster.
2009: Going on my back hand practicing for Rockaway.
Riding a 7'8" egg.
2010: The waves were small and breaking close to shore so I thought the best option was a bodyboard. Kyle opted for his Steve Forstall 7'8" egg. AKA the Nugget.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Meet MariLee and Joshua (not pictured), a friendly couple who run the shed-sized Quiverito in Sayulita, Mexico. In a local ecosystem largely dominated by soft-tops, SUPs, and mass-produced longboards, they're committed to only dealing in retro, weird, and handmade shapes. Stumbling across this place was like walking into a time machine.
Skip Frye 6'6 tri-fin
Bruce Jones 5'8 twin fish
Bing 5'4 twin fish
1980 Fibrecraft 5'6 twin
1980 G&S 5'9 twin
Pearson Arrow 5'10 Stubie twin. Dang, what do you call that tail?
Now the last bit of board porn, which I somehow forgot to photograph, was this fat old school Town and Country single fin shortboard that looked like some Larry Bertleman joint. I would have loved to take that for a spin, but the waves didn't seem like the type you'd want to ride it on. Maybe someday I'll get on that.
The best board I actually rode down there was a San Miguel, a Mexican shaped quad fish I rented from Surf&Roll. I'm new to that species, but it was seriously like trading in a Cessna for a fighter plane. It was like meeting a friend I knew in a past life. It was like crack. I can't sleep until I get more.