tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67670269865762114122023-07-18T23:09:26.688-07:00HeadHighGlassy Scribbles on Foam and FormHeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.comBlogger256125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-9327993887788434392017-03-06T13:41:00.000-08:002017-03-06T13:41:20.048-08:00Updates, Changes, spiders, HotcakesHeya surfboard and surfboard-riding enthusiasts, much has changed since the last HHG blog entry. Here are a few highlights:<br />
1. Northern California went from being in the worst drought in history to experiencing the largest seasonal rainfall in the state's history. Nice!<br />
2. Team HHG moved across town. The kids can now run feral and I no longer have to worry about the homeless guy pooping on my front doorstep twice a week with impressive regularity and precision. Nice!<br />
3. I built a new shop. It looks like this:<br />
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It took me a long time. One morning, I got bit by a Black Widow spider in the same spot on my leg where I was bit by a Brown Recluse spider in 1991. Another morning, I tried to do the shingling myself. It took me six hours to get a row down. I called Javier and he finished the whole thing in about forty-five minutes, stopping only once to point out that he could carry two bundles of shingles up a ladder while I struggled with one. Nice!<br />
4. I finally caught up on orders that were postponed due to the move, which gave me some moments to refigure some templates and designs, especially the midlengths which are, and have always been, staples of the thinking person's North-of-the-Bridge quiver. The chief result is that I boiled down my six different midlength designs (too much!) into just two platforms: the Valiant, and the Mini Flying Beard (or MFB, or Mini Beard, or Beardlet, Peach Fuzz, or Baby Beard, according to those who ride them). The Valiant is a widepoint-forward speed egg with a sleek profile, rails, and foil. I've shaped them in lengths from 6'0 to 8'0 (Midlengths longer than 8'0 fall into the <a href="http://headhighglassy.blogspot.com/search?q=broadsword" target="_blank">Broadsword</a> category) with customizable dimensions, in any fin configuration one can imagine, and with a all 'round beachbreak/pointbreak rocker that can be tweaked per customer/shred spot. Here's a 7'2 Valiant:<br />
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The Mini Beard is a cruisy, full-nosed, scaled-down log meant for fun in non-life-threatening conditions. Like the Valiant, the full array of fin configurations can--and should be!--explored. I've been shaping them from 6'0-8'0. Here's a 6'6:<br />
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Glasson kelpy bonzers:<br />
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OK, that's enough change for one post. If it takes eight more months for me to update this, and you're itching for more surfboard porn, feel free to check out my Instagram <a href="https://www.instagram.com/headhighglassy/" target="_blank">here</a>.HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-31480984523127878222016-05-27T14:05:00.000-07:002016-05-27T14:05:14.857-07:00Pink LadyThis was the last board to come through my West End shop. Fitting that it was for Jay, who's earned more than a few sandwiches over the years.<br />
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7'0 Lady model, a beachbreak-specific midlength that borrows equally from school of displacement and the school of planing.<br />
Jay's super arty, so he painted her up, faded-red-t-shirt style. Here she is waiting in line for her hard candy shell:<br />
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Stoked pickup stoke!<br />
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Knock knock.<br />
Who's there?<br />
Flexie Fin.<br />
Flexie Fin who?<br />
Schraaaaaaaaaaalp!<br />
Huh?<br />
Snaaaaaaaaaap!<br />
What?<br />
Schplaaaaaaaaaack!<br />
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Also, this is how my dog sits--back half like a roast chicken.<br />
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<br />HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-89442698030920379482016-04-22T11:09:00.001-07:002016-04-22T11:09:54.606-07:00Of Beginnings, Endings, Numbers, and Wall-toWall Shag<br />
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Although all oceanic waves (deep water, shallow water, tsunami, standing...etc) are somewhat unique dynamic forces, a mathematical equation exists for each. Like all things, they can be reduced to ones and zeroes. Here's a well-shaped binary set on the horizon.<br />
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A well-shaped surfboard starts with code. Its ones and zeroes seek function with the individual wave's ones and zeroes. The product should equal fun.<br />
I prefer shapes to numbers. These curves are the starting point for every surfboard.<br />
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Our human predilection for reduction commands us to simplify the complex curves into a simple one. In this case, surfboard reduced to single-dimensional plank of wood.<br />
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Our human predilection for extension commands us add complexity and dimension to the simple curves. In this case, surfboard carved into multi-dimensional slab of foam.<br />
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And, as we're talking human nature here, we make the thing into art. Can't help it--that's what we do, and we're the only creatures born to do it.<br />
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From complex to simple to complex again. Reduction and expansion. Numbers and curves. Ocean to mathematics to art right back into the ocean. The wheel spins.<br />
Speaking of art, we replaced this carpet soon after the shot was taken.<br />
<br />HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-40946000758133717032016-02-17T11:19:00.000-08:002016-02-17T11:19:15.443-08:00Strange Things are Afoot at the Circle JI'm not going to lie to you, friends--things have been a little nuts lately.<br />
First, we moved. Deep into the 'burbs. How deep? So deep that I, who's natural compass is as fine-tuned as a Russian spy satellite, have a difficult time making my way out of our 'circle' in the morning (all the street names end in 'circle'),.Or evening. It's like <i>Groundhog Day</i>, only on a five-minute loop.<br />
The good news is that my kids love it. They only come inside at night, like turkeys. Also, like turkeys, they spend most of their days barefoot, pecking at each other and not paying particular heed to car traffic (which is, granted, mostly minivans trying to find their way off our circle).<br />
The better news is that my new shop will be up and running soon, so very soon I can catch up on backorders and stop turning away nice folks who are interested in custom boards.<br />
Speaking of boards, this one's for sale at <a href="http://www.sealswatersports.com/" target="_blank">SEALS Watersports</a> here in Santa Rosa. It's my take on a 90s hi-pro longboard (rocker, volume), but with a bit beefier of a glass job than its predecessors, which tended to be as fragile as a polar ice cap with a Republican-dominated congress in office.<br />
Excellent for our steeper beachbreak at any size, or pointbreaks at lower tides or when things start to pick up.<br />
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Looks like a baby square tail, but it's actually a rounded pin being swallowed by the lush, deep, slightly <i>umami</i>-smelling, 1980s-era shag carpeting of my new living room. Don't get too used to it--wood floors are on the way!<br />
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This thing's got enough finboxes to keep even the most OCD tinkerer (me!) busy for a long while.<br />
Go feel her up at SEALS if you have a few moments. Ask for Zeke--he's huge and could crush you, AND he's got a mess of kids, including a newborn, so be super nice.HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-17410438419518692392016-01-23T15:45:00.002-08:002016-01-23T15:45:56.657-08:00Dual ResidencyFeel free to check it out if you have a moment:<br />
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Good for any occasionHeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-58179200725909347302015-12-03T08:39:00.000-08:002015-12-08T17:40:44.594-08:00Pret a Lambeau(UPDATE: SOLD) 7'0 Clover for Zeke's shop--<a href="http://www.sealswatersports.com/" target="_blank">SEALS Watersports</a>--conveniently situated one block from In 'N Out and less than fifty steps from Romelli Bail Bonds. Today could be your day to post bail, grab a new sled, order a Flying Dutchman off the secret menu (suck it, gluten!), then head to the coast to BLAST!!!! some of this swell that's still pumping with the rabidity of a Brazilian teenager's slender fist after landing an air reverse.<br />
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Clovers currently hold the title as my most-shaped all 'rounder for Northcoast surf. Will they allow you to sit out the back and compete with SUPpers for thigh-high Bo%*@as peelers? Nope, that's what a single fin log is for. I recommend the<a href="http://jamiemurraysurfboards.com/longboards-and-gliders" target="_blank"> Bohemian</a>.<br />
Will they allow you to snap an over-vertical reo to grabless icepick 360 out into the flats? Hell no. You're a grownup, for chrissakes. If that's your ambition, you should put the Internet down and make yourself a nice salad, do some light stretching, and start a journal.<br />
Besides, that move's not even a real thing--it's just a combination of words I don't understand from the last five years of Vans US Open webcasts.<br />
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This Clover will, however, take you where you need to go when you need to go there. Midlengths, which are enjoying a bit of a moment right now, can get the job done from waist high to anything over waist high you care to paddle into.<br />
This one's a 2+1. And shiny. And foiled out to feel lively under the feet and let the water know who's boss.<br />
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<br />HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-3947589448186874302015-11-20T11:49:00.000-08:002015-11-20T11:49:07.905-08:00PopsiGliderI like it when they go from this:<br />
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To this.<br />
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Rebecca's popsicle-icious <a href="http://jamiemurraysurfboards.com/the-lady" target="_blank">Mini Glider</a> for shredding OB waves in the fall and beyond.<br />
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This is an 8'6. What separates a Mini Glider from a standard longboard? Well, these mofos are designed for speed. With a well thought and executed rail shape/bottom contour, a single fin (flexie) is all that's necessary for control and stability.<br />
Fast and stable for getting into tight situations, then getting the hell out of them.<br />
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Here's Rebecca handling a tight situation this morning in Nicaragua.<br />
Recommended pairing: color-coordinated homemade popsicles. A couple of these after a solid shred sesh, and you'll have harnessed the stoke of your ten-year-old self on that summer vacation when you didn't wear shoes for what seemed like a month and drank from the hose for most of your meals.<br />
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Or pair with a couple of these if you want to harness the stoke of your sixteen-year-old self on that summer vacation when you didn't wear shoes for what seemed like a month and got to second base with Jen Gibby.<br />
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HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-40280527816521694892015-09-22T09:05:00.000-07:002015-09-22T09:05:57.211-07:00Of Fire, Rain, Praying Manti, and Bitchin' QuadsStrange things are afoot in Sonoma County, friends. Portentous omens. Unsound eventualities. Weird shit.<br />
Example 1: fire. And rain. In the same week. In September. For those familiar with the climate of Northern California, or familiar with our four-year drought, it's strange.<br />
Example 2: I left my house last week, as I do on just about every day that I've lived there (once, I was super sick and didn't leave the house for a week. Another time, I shaped surfboards straight through for three days while my family was in Yosemite without me). Something on the sidewalk drew my eye. I had to inspect: a humungous praying mantis.<br />
I'll refer to her as 'she', but really, I have no idea. As I squatted down (no small feat for someone with knees like mine) she moved her head to watch. I leaned to one side. She moved her head to follow. I leaned to the other. She did the same. It was a strange feeling to be connecting with an insect. To experience her cognitive powers. She was watching me. I held out my hand and she slowly crawled onto it.<br />
I called my girls over, and we all checked her out. She took turns looking at each of our faces. She didn't move into an offensive or defensive position. I held her close to the ground, but she made no motions to escape. We were in each other's thrall for a solid three minutes, which to six-and-eight year olds may as well be an entire day.<br />
Then I dropped her to the sidewalk and we squashed her with a satisfying crunch.<br />
Just kidding! We put her in the garden in the backyard.<br />
As you know, in these trying times we seek out the constants. The dependable. The comfortable. The fresh baguette in these most carbo-free of paleo days. The pull of the moon and the splatter of stars. The tilt of the earth as we enter our autumnal solstice and the deep gold evenings of a Northern California fall. The waves that grace our rocky shoreline without thought, and without cease.<br />
Shredders, like nonshredders, need the comfort of routine--to pull into parking lots in the chilly pre dawn, stamp our feet, squint toward the ocean, wrap our hands around a hot drink. We need to check, check, check the buoy readings at work all day, then finally make the call, drive to the coast, and marvel at the feel of the ocean around us, the sudden calming of the mind as the light turns pink.<br />
And surfboards need to be made for this. Not only the shredding, for we come for the shredding, but for the everything else, too.<br />
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This particular instrument of engagement is currently being schralped by new homeowner, corduroy enthusiast (I'm guessing here, but he seems the type), and bicoastal (if you regard San Diego and Sonoma as two different coasts, which I do) surfboard enthusiast, Eric.<br />
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Lovely two-tone resin tint by the good folks at Almar, led by their affable, mustachioed capitan, in Santa Cruz.<br />
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Still life with dog-scratched wood floor, dog-haired Persian rug.<br />
I believe it to be a 6'4" <a href="http://headhighglassy.blogspot.com/2013/07/the-clover.html" target="_blank">Clover</a>.<br />
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Glass-on wood fins are just as satisfying to foil as they are to lean into a hefty bottom turn with.<br />
<b>Nota Bene</b>, blog enthusiasts: while never exactly 'prolific', these blog pages were updated with some regularity. Not anymore! These days I'm stretched thinner than an ironic t-shirt at a hipster convention, and something's got to go. The good news is that it's not Princess Dress-up Time with my girls. The bad news is that the board porn might be a little light this fall.<br />
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<br />HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-71071645324935168092015-05-05T10:05:00.001-07:002015-05-05T10:10:52.338-07:00Blue TuesdaySpring's a season of vexation. On one hand, things warm up outside and we can all stop wearing socks. On the other hand, there's the itching. Oh, the itching!<br />
Surf-wise, we're also on the opposite end of the shred stick from Fall. The wave period drops lower than a limbo bar at a gymnasts bat mitzvah party, and the onshore wind speed climbs higher than my grandpa's WWII khakis.<br />
In his poem <i>The Enkindled</i>, subtleperv D.H. Lawrence writes of spring,<br />
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THIS spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green,<br />
Wild puffing of emerald tress, and flame-filled bushes.<br />
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I get the 'bursting' part. The 'bonfires green' makes sense, perhaps, to those living outside drought-plagued California (more like, 'bonfires banned because of severe fire hazard'). The only wild puffing I've seen is from my eyes, which I desperately want to scratch with the force of a thousand fingertips. Oh, the itching!<br />
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We'll chalk up that last part, "flame-filled bushes" to some typical D.H. Lawrence stuff, which could be boring or gross, depending.<br />
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The best remedy, as far as I can tell, for spring's one-two sucker punch to the histamines is a new surfboard.</div>
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This one's Cat's:<br />
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9'5", 2+1 Bronson, which is crazy fun all around shred sled with a pleasing combination of curves and flats that can handle a vast swath of Northern California conditions. Which is what we see in Spring. For example, this week's forecast calls for everything from 2-3 foot swell to 2-3 times overhead. Spring!<br />
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The engine room features some serious edges complemented by patriotic-hued fiberglass fins. The center fin's a flexie, so it wants to snaaaaaap! out of turns.<br />
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Spring's blows are lessened a bit by a new, blue shred sled. Couple that with some Port Charlotte "Islay Barley" release, and you should be set until Fall, of which D.H. Lawrence writes,<br />
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I go slowly,<br />
As under the hairy belly of a great black bear.<br />
What's with that guy?<br />
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HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-28537196503058975912015-04-11T09:06:00.001-07:002015-04-11T10:55:23.591-07:00The Mini BeardThe <a href="http://jamiemurraysurfboards.com/longboards-and-gliders" target="_blank">Flying Beard</a> is my beachbreak-tuned longboard model.<br />
This Mini Beard its smaller, skinnier, scrappier little brother.<br />
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Can I use the word 'skinny' to describe a 6'0 that's 21" wide? You're damn right I can--I made it, so I can use whatever words I want. Here are some more: shred, rip, stab, punch, Claritin, zinfandel, Adventure Time, sriracha.<br />
In a few more words, this is not at all a mushbusting mini-longboard cruiser for fat, high-tide dribblers--it's light and thin and designed for steeper waves with some push.<br />
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The Engine Room: the 2+1 with flexie fin provides a center pivot point for a really locked-in, flow-y style, while the quad setup is fast, free, and full of bucking-bronco punch.<br />
I like both.<br />
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Black-and-white photos because art.<br />
Also, Easter+two little girls=the inside of my house looking like the inside of a rainbow's bathroom after two-dollar burrito night, so my eyes could use the rest.<br />
If you have to buy stuff, go local.HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-47526499502338340552015-03-17T15:02:00.000-07:002015-03-17T15:17:34.571-07:00Foiled AgainFish<br />
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<br />HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-55699526620013667432015-02-25T10:41:00.000-08:002015-02-25T10:41:07.401-08:00Of Zeus, NPR, and New-Model ShreddingZeus was a tricky, horny trickster. One time he appeared to Leda in the form of a swan, snuck into her bed, and did some stuff so that later she laid some eggs.<br />
Interestingly, her husband was <i>also</i> in bed doing stuff that particular evening, so when the twin boys hatched from their eggs, they were considered part divine, part mortal.<br />
Leda called them Castor and Pollux, which probably sounded better with a Greek accent. They were transformed into the constellation Gemini so they could always be together.<br />
What does this have to do with surfing? Technically, nothing.<br />
But late last night in my shop as the dust swirled and lines were drawn, I was thinking about the twin fundamentals of our sport--the Trim and the Glide. The Castor and Pollux of our sport. Inseparable, immortal, they shine down on us from a surfy heavens.<br />
Hopefully, their bastard stepsister (Helen of Troy) will shine down as well: the Shred.<br />
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It's not often we get an action image with my logo on it. Not because my clientele aren't continuously schralping hot curls--they are!--but because they tend to seek out the foggy, the remote, the mysto spookzones that tend to discourage photography. This ain't SoCal.<br />
However, sometimes the skies clear and the swell lines up and local stokemeisters like Chris (pictured above and below) get an itch to sample a not-quite-Northcoast spot that sees the occasional telephoto on the beach.<br />
Chris is shredding this week's featured board: the NPR.<br />
The NPR is an offshoot of the <a href="http://headhighglassy.blogspot.com/2013/10/tricky-treat.html" target="_blank">Clover</a>, which is a great head-highish and under shred machine. Last winter I shaped myself a more streamlined version for larger waves that featured a slightly different rocker profile, adjusted thickness flow, and a modified bottom contour. It was dubbed the Clover PR, for Pocket Rocket.<br />
Not the best model name, for sure, but I didn't have time to come up with a better one. The surf was crackin!<br />
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I dug it. A few folks tried it out, then ordered their own. A few tweaks later, and a few more folks ordered them until a bunch were ordering them and it deserved its own name. The NPR, or Northcoast Pocket Rocket, is a full-volumed aquatic fun machine designed for waves that are on the head high to well overhead range. They've been ridden with everything from one to five fins. I like mine as a quad, but that's just me.<br />
When local shredder Chris ordered his, he went full Glasser's Choice on it, and we handed it off to <a href="http://www.forhumansbyhumans.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Patrick at Northern Light</a>, who did a bang-up job making it look right.<br />
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Brown opaque bottom wrap and a lovely robin's-egg-blue deck tint. Classic!<br />
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After the maiden session. Not heel dents on the deck, just a stoked-out wax job by someone who couldn't wait to get in the water and do this:<br />
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HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-14182812906778145452015-02-05T10:35:00.002-08:002015-02-05T10:35:54.240-08:00Urban Legend<a href="http://headhighglassy.blogspot.com/2009/03/pit-boss-know-when-to-hold-em.html" target="_blank">PitBoss</a> for local shredder, climber, surf instructor, paramedic, public intellectual, and twelve-pack ab muscle enthusiast, Urban.<br />
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Urban's glassing order card said, "Earth tones. Glasser's choice," and this is what the fine folks at Almar Surf Works came up with.<br />
Urban picked up a new board and declared his love to a long-time lady friend around the same time. It was a big week for the guy.<br />
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The PitBoss is not meant for small waves.<br />
Or medium waves, really.<br />
Any surfboard with more than one leash plug should give one pause.<br />
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This one's seven feet long, and features all the goods that one needs for Waves of Increased Consequence on the Northcoast: a little extra foam under the chest for our ridiculous paddle-outs when there's a jump in the buoys. Foam forward also gives the board a nice momentum when driving down the line--almost a 'pulling' feeling with the right bottom contour. Finally, it's nice to be able, while paddling out, to raise your chest up a little higher so that you can scan the foggy horizon for dark lines marching toward your suddenly tiny, suddenly cold, suddenly lonely body, floating at sea, hoping for a gift from the surf gods that could suddenly change everything.HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-54872890170487564332015-01-18T10:01:00.000-08:002015-01-18T10:02:36.575-08:00Axe HandlingIn his poem <i>Axe Handles, </i>California poet Gary Snyder (whose intimate 70th birthday party I crashed and got loaded on sake because he was in love with my at-the-time girlfriend) helps his son make a new handle for an axe head that was lying around.<br />
The tool to do this? An axe.<br />
The complete axe shapes the new handle, and also serves as a model for the tool he's making.<br />
He recalls Ezra Pound, who wrote, "when making an axe handle/the pattern is not far off."<br />
True that.<br />
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Because he's Gary Snyder, he muses on the moment, concluding: "Pound was an axe...I am an axe, And my son a handle, soon to be shaping again, model and tool, craft of culture, how we go on."<br />
Ezra Pound shaped him, he is shaping his son, his son will--in turn--shape his own children. This is how we craft culture--modeling ourselves to future generations. In doing so, we get a cool axe to make more shit with.<br />
Perhaps the zen-like purity of making an axe handle with your child is a bit clouded by the mini-me narcissism of the poem's central message, but it's nice to think about during the more challenging moments of parenthood.<br />
For instance: on Friday, my five-year-old drew a (remarkably accurate...I think mirrors were involved) likeness of special ladyparts on the living-room wall. In Sharpie.<br />
After the initial shock, then a brief period of inquiry, then an accompanying period of overthink followed by a web search, we removed the offending image together with toothpaste (thanks, Google!).<br />
At one point I looked down at my youngest child, her sweet, sausagey, cherubic fingers busily scrubbing genital graffiti off our wall with Crest Whitening, and thought, "what the fuck?"<br />
It was later I recalled Snyder and Pound and found some comfort.<br />
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Also finding comfort in the craft of culture this week is Rick.<br />
Rick ordered up an 11ft, Skip-Frye inspired Glider. Although I didn't have the original item in front of me, I did have a handsome interpretation by Larry Mabile, which I used as a model. Frye to Mabile to my own hands. I am still very much an axe handle, but these masters before me are most certainly axes.<br />
Also an axe is Rick, evidenced here passing on some new-board stoke and first-waxing tips to the next generation of surf shredders, led by his grandson.<br />
This is how we go on.<br />
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HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-43528452092405590932014-12-25T13:16:00.001-08:002014-12-25T13:16:33.055-08:00The Executive at RestWinter rains be damned, Spencer split from his mountain hideout and headed Down South in search of shreddables. What'd he pack?<br />
A lighter gauge of neoprene, a fresh bar of wax, and brand-spankin new Executive.<br />
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<a href="http://headhighglassy.blogspot.com/2014/08/executive-order_27.html" target="_blank">Way back when</a>, I proclaimed the Executive would only come in two lengths, would only feature three stringers, and would only have a glass-on fin. In short, I was gonna make these sleds the way I wanted to, and you were going to shut up and ride them.<br />
Well, I say lots of stuff, people. Exhibit A: in 1991 I claimed I would never tire of the Spin Doctors' <i>Pocket Full of Kryptonite</i> album. Need I say more?<br />
Spencer's Executive is 9'3ish.<br />
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Mid glassing: full volan wrap, tailpatch, lovely redwood stringer. Waiting for a fin.<br />
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All shined up and ocean ready.<br />
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The Executive's my interpretation of a mid '60s Hobie Phil Edwards model--clean, classy, and stylish wide-point back trim machines.<br />
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Many of the features (rocker, rails, foil) have been modernized and adapted for our steep beachies, but the mojo remains.HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-10719379539955902712014-11-25T14:46:00.000-08:002014-11-25T14:46:41.528-08:00Of Jamestown, Noseriders, and Beaujolais Nouveau<div class="MsoNormal">
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The word itself inspires a Pavlovian response. And why not? It’s about food, for chrissakes.<br />
The true story of Thanksgiving isn’t rooted in family, or sharing, or even celebrating the bounty of America (whatever the hell that means). It’s about not starving, and it goes like this:<o:p></o:p></div>
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During the mad scramble for ‘New World’ wealth and resources in the early 17<sup>th</sup> century, Spain and England squared off to expand their empires. Spain scored gold in South America, and England hoped to repeat that success in North America. The Virginia Company, named after the ‘virgin’ Queen Elizabeth I, was hastily thrown together with the following plan: go to America. Get gold. Send it back to their shareholders in England. Also, kill any Spaniards you see.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Plymouth, Massachusetts was not the site of the first--or even second--English colony in North America. The first was Virginia’s ‘lost colony’, which, as you can tell by their name, did not end well.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The second was the Virginia Company, who landed in Jamestown in 1607.<br />
Why? Well, they missed their intended destination, but whatever, they were in the New World. Problem was, they posted up on an island in the James River, which was basically a brackish malarial swamp unsuitable for farming or, really, human habitation.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Seventy-five percent of the colonists died in the first two years. Why? First, their geography was not good for farming and drinking water and such. Second, the Algonquins didn’t like them, and sometimes killed them. Contrary to popular belief, the Native Americans weren’t roving bands of hostile nomads, they had established communities up and down the coastal east coast with established trade routes and everything. They had it dialed. Know who didn’t? The Virginia Company, who, two years after they arrived entered what they called the ‘Starving Time’, which doesn’t really need further explication.<br />
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First they ate their livestock and pets. Then mice and rats. Then they ate their belts and shoes. They sucked the starch off of their shirt collars. They dug up the graves of their fallen and ate them. And then the cannibalism.<o:p></o:p></div>
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No judgement—times were tough.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sixty of the original five-hundred survived.</div>
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Then, in June of 1610, help arrived in the form of another English ship carrying food supplies. Just in time, too, as they described the Jamestown colonists as, “Shrunk down almost to the skeleton, resembling corpses held upright by marionette strings.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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The sixty remaining colonists were saved, and decided to commemorate their lack-of-starving-to-death by eating some life-saving food. Hence, Thanksgiving.</div>
So there you have it. No funny hats and shoes (they’d already eaten those). No sharing with the indigenous peoples (who didn't think they'd survive much longer, anyway). 458 miles from Plymouth Rock.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It was about food. And it is still about food.<o:p></o:p></div>
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So eat up on Thanksgiving, then go out for a surf—it’s good for digestion, meditation, and fun times. Things those in the Virginia Company didn't have the opportunity to enjoy.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Chris will be surfing his new Thanksgiving 9’5 noserider. I could say something here about his feasting on waves with it, or giving thanks to the bounties of the ocean (whatever the hell that means) or, even worse, gobbling up pointbreak peelers while perched on the nose, but I'll hold back and just wish you a peaceful holiday.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Suggested pairing: All Thanksgiving boards should be paired with a Beaujolais Nouveau. This shit was still on the vine, like, six weeks ago! If wine snobs tell you that Beaujolais Nouveau isn't worth drinking, then they've never gotten a good buzz off the stuff and then made out with someone. Recommended.<br />
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HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-3394070370051130492014-11-13T13:03:00.000-08:002014-11-13T13:03:09.637-08:00Of Broadswords, Treehouses, Rum, and Poor PhotographyBefore.<br />
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7'10 <a href="http://jamiemurraysurfboards.com/broadswords" target="_blank">Broadsword</a> for Brian, a local acolyte of shred, treehouses, and mindblowing single-malt rum.<br />
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Super rich coke-bottle green tint by the new guy at Almar. Fins courtesy of Rainbow Fin Co. Cedar stringer produced by the earth.<br />
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As a note of personal defense, even JP at Surfy Surfy, the guy who takes more pictures of surfboards than any other human being who has ever lived, admits it's hard to take pictures of surfboards.HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-78157016671018080392014-10-22T10:19:00.000-07:002014-10-22T12:11:25.005-07:00Smoke ThisI like it when they go from this:<br />
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To this!<br />
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Deep blue 7'6 Bonzer for local shred-and-jazz enthusiast Guitar Jim.<br />
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This is the <a href="http://headhighglassy.blogspot.com/search?q=cigar+volant" target="_blank">Cigar Volant</a> model--a hi-pro, beachbreak shreddy egg that rocks anywhere from one to five fins with joy in its sweet, foamy heart.<br />
Resin cigar bands really tie the board/concept together.<br />
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Lotta junk in the trunk on this one.<br />
The feels that laminators, sanders, and polishers get in their guts when they see a bonzer with e-wings and glassons come through the production line is completely canceled by the feeling the surfer gets when laying into their first fingertip-dragging, rail-burying, fully-involved bottom turn on a head-high wave. Value added!<br />
<br />HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-19907515750317159452014-10-10T00:53:00.000-07:002014-10-10T00:53:22.407-07:00Nice PairQuestion:<br />
What's red and green and shiny all over?<br />
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This sweet, shiny set of Bronsons headed for the newly-minted SEALS Watersports right here in downtown Santa Rosa.<br />
SEALS, formerly Pinnacle Dive Center, is a one-stop shop for the Northern California waterman/waterwoman. Dive, fish, spear, surf, the whole deal.<br />
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Here's how I describe the Bronson on the <a href="http://jamiemurraysurfboards.com/home" target="_blank">website</a>: the Bronson is a rounded-bottom trim machine good for all conditions and waves up to a bit overhead. Like it's namesake, the Bronson is classy and versatile and looks good with its shirt off.<br />
The deep, deep red opaque is a rounded-pin 2+1 measuring in at 8'9".<br />
Because 8'9 has been scientifically proven to be fuggin rad!<br />
It should cook from knee to overhead.<br />
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The coke-bottle green Bronson is a 9'2" single fin. Gets the job done with flair in just about any condition you can imagine that doesn't require an inflatable vest or serious breath-holding skills.<br />
Technically a double stringer: one basswood, one redwood. Ebony and ivory. Chocolate and peanut butter. George and Wheezy. Together forever.<br />
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Handshaped in Sonoma County. Color lamination, sand, and polish work by the good, dusty folks at Almar Surf Works in Santa Cruz.<br />
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Zeke's got a good command of the surfier selections at SEALS. Stop by and chat him up. If he looks tired, it's because he has more small children than you, and one of them's going through a hitting stage. Maybe bring him a chai latte to help out?<br />
SEALS. Physically here: 2112 Armory Drive in Rosa<br />
Electronically here: <a href="http://www.sealswatersports.com/">http://www.sealswatersports.com/</a><br />
Facebookally here: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/SEALS/594226577357457">https://www.facebook.com/pages/SEALS/594226577357457</a><br />
<br />HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-86975366367125336272014-09-29T21:45:00.000-07:002014-10-01T08:51:08.806-07:00Of MiniSims, William Butler Yeats, and Fruta<div class="MsoNormal">
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I liked her response. It was correct: it didn’t matter if I was a strawberry with arms and legs and a human head, or if I was a human torso with a strawberry head, or whatever. The point was that it was me but not me, but underneath it it was me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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What’s this got to do with Woodworker Dan’s new 5’4 MiniSims? Not a goddamn thing, that’s what. But not everything has to connect. Sometimes the great world spins and it lands us on a pair of snake eyes and we get the prize. Sometimes the great world spins and our neighbor’s house burns down and a long-period groundswell graces our shores and your boss gets a new car.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sometimes it spins and spins and we tuck into a clean section of wave on a freshly-minted slab of foam with two fins and suddenly we’re spinning, too, and when we stop we’re half strawberry and could use a strong cup of coffee.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Speaking of sandwich cards, I would like to take this moment to remind you that I care about you. Because of this, I’m offering yet ANOTHER choice on your punch card. In addition to Ike’s incredible lunch sandwiches, and Devil’s Teeth incredible breakfast sandwiches, you now have the choice of redeeming your punch card at Fruta, Sonoma County's own Michoacan-style ice cream shop (Michoacana palateria y neveria), after a mere five punches. </div>
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HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-50672356426635971292014-09-10T09:19:00.003-07:002014-10-12T19:11:49.969-07:00Orange BossOrange Boss: not John Boehner, but another punch for Chad's sandwich card.<br />
Dude's getting close to an Ike's. You know me, I'm no betting man, but if I were I'd say he'd be all over a Jaymee Sirewich--fried chicken, yellow BBQ sauce, ranch, pepper jack, non-mouth-ruining Dutch crunch. What?!?<br />
Chad knows a few things. How to manufacture an iron grate for subterranean pork roasting. How to convert energy from the sun to power your home. How to climb steep granite. How to shred steep waves, bounce back quickly from nose-into-the-board smashes, rescue a good dog, marry a nice lady.<br />
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This is Chad's brand-spanking new 6'6 Pitboss, all cured and ready for fall-into-winter ground-swell shredding.<br />
<span style="text-align: center;">The PitBoss is no Jaymee Sirewich, but it is a step-up design meant for steeper, punchier waves. It's got some volume under the chest, because steeper, punchier waves worth surfing tend to not break on the shore up here. So you need to paddle to them. Sometimes pretty far. Sometimes you need to be able to lift your head up as high as you can when you're paddling to see over the 'bump' in front of you to the 'wave' behind it.</span><br />
Sometimes you wish you hadn't seen the wave behind it, and were instead on your couch with a dram of Kilchoman bingewatching <i>Quickdraw</i> on Hulu.<br />
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This one's a quad. And a thruster.<br />
The deep orange palette is Chad's nice-lady approved.<br />
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Round pintail is standard on these mofos. I've done a few baby swallows, but they look weird to me. And sharp.<br />
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Just the hint of a beak nose--not enough beak to affect the ride, just an aesthetic nod to the larger-wave shredders and shapers who came before us. Bigger-wave riding has a history of folks with large balls and large ladyballs, and does not include me.<br />
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Top notch resin colowork from Almar in Santa Cruz, fins from Rainbow in Watsonville, foam from US Blanks in Gardenia. California is awesome.HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-14129911010569145522014-08-27T19:16:00.002-07:002014-08-27T19:17:47.296-07:00Executive OrderGood Lord, the shit's been busy lately. Trips in all compass directions and altitudes. Earthquakes. Two-wheeler-and-ice-cream adventures. Storm tracks and hurricanes and back-to-school sweats and shorter days and the first hints of the miraculous golden light of fall. <br />
And through this, of course, the waves keep coming. Cold ones and warm ones and sharp pointy ones and slow thick ones that spread themselves over the reefs and sandbars like peanut butter.<br />
And people want to ride on these waves on surfboards, and those boards have to be shaped. And the great, watery world keeps on spinning.<br />
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Speaking of shaped boards, here's Brent's new Executive (9'10), with insane artwork by local shredder/artist Blair Tom. If you've been to Bolinas, or if you're cool, you're familiar with Blair's work. You can dig deeper into Blair's creations, inspired by the first nations of the Pacific Northwest, <a href="http://www.walterblairtom.com/" target="_blank">HERE</a>.<br />
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If you've surfed Bodega Bay, you're familiar with Brent, who catches lots of waves. If you're really familiar with Brent, you've learned to seek a second opinion when he texts, IT'S TOTALLY EPIC! GET TO S____N RIGHT NOW AND BLAST IT!!!!!!<br />
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His new stick, The Executive, is my interpretation of the Hobie Phile Edwards model (seen <a href="http://www.honolulusurfmuseum.com/board.html?pid=311" target="_blank">HERE</a>), in a contemporary Northern California beachbreak setting.<br />
Its standard features--triple stringer, glass-on fin, rounded pintail, pulled nose, slightly rolled entry to a panel vee off the tail--inspire Edwards-stile trim, glide, and mojo. The updated rocker, foil, and rails, however, give it the goods in juicier surf.<br />
One might ask, Does it noseride?<br />
To which the Executive would reply, Who gives a F*&c? Leave the obsessive, terrier-like running-to-the-nose to the young whippersnappers, and instead focus on the sweet, sweet pleasures of the rear 1/3rd of the board. The high-line finding, pocket protecting, curl seeking, steezy style-making aquatic engine zone of the whole goddamn thing.<br />
Clearly, the Executive is a gentleman's surfboard, and should be enjoyed with a gentleman's beverage.<br />
Recommended Pairing: I recommend enjoying the Executive with a dram of Aberlour A'Bunadh. Smooth, classic, stylish--a lush, golden complement for a board that should take you into your golden years of surfing with power, grace, and a pretty solid buzz.<br />
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HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-6510935397986578502014-07-18T10:10:00.000-07:002014-07-18T10:42:53.860-07:00Stripes and Stripes Forever9'2 <a href="http://headhighglassy.blogspot.com/2013/02/le-bronson.html" target="_blank">Bronson</a> for my old buddy, Mark.<br />
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Mark and I met in 1985 and, like most kids, we explored the poles of the teenage experience to define our own identities--we were skaters, slackers, authority challengers, artists. We were writers, scholars, philosophers, dudes who flirted with each others' sisters. We were off-the-gridders, dirt bags, pretty boys, climbers, surfers, journalists, lady-crazed Jewbags, monks, walkers, bikers, boaters, shut-ins, fly fishermen, mountain towners, club kids, river guides, musicians.<br />
Interestingly, the middle ground we've reached thirty years later, each on our separate corners of the continent, looks a lot like the suburbs.<br />
Go figure.<br />
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True friends teach us about ourselves. Mark showed me, in seventh grade, the difference between creating and being creative. Anybody can make something, but it takes something truly special to live in the world between stuff that exists and stuff that could exist.<br />
I've learned to visit this space, but Mark has always inhabited it.<br />
You can check out his design/build studio <a href="http://fiftytwothousand.com/" target="_blank">HERE</a>.<br />
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If you shred Maine waters, be on the lookout for Mark and his new sled, with not-quite-black and white, not-quite horizontal (by design!) lamination striping by Tony Mikus, a creative force of his own in Santa Cruz.<br />
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Recommended Pairing: this Bronson pairs best with a lukewarm Heineken in a can, poached from your folk's fridge on a warm summer night. Best when split between two underage drinkers in a tree fort.HeadHighGlassyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08343444564397672295noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767026986576211412.post-10408214181864458182014-07-15T06:22:00.001-07:002014-07-16T06:48:25.427-07:00Surf Movie Thing TonightSurf-movie thing tomorrow night!<br />
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What: a fundraising party for <i>It Ain't Pretty</i>, a film about Ocean Beach, San Francisco's lady surf shredders.<br />
When: Wednesday, July 16th at 7pm.<br />
Where: The Church of Surf! 3830 Noriega Street, SF.<br />
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Features: beer, food, and something billed as a 'Boys in Bikini Fashion Show,' so you might want to get there early to double--even triple--up on the beer part.<br />
Reggae-inspired dancehall tunes by Santa Cruz's DJ Adam 12 and Biggah Happiness Sound.<br />
Check out the event page by clicking on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/events/268631559989872/" target="_blank">THIS</a>.<br />
Check out the non potato-salad themed Kickstarter page by clicking the word <a href="https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/926034761/it-aint-pretty" target="_blank">LADYSHRED</a>.<br />
TEAM HHG supports ladyshredders in all their shreddy pursuits, though we're currently stationed on the eastern seaboard and won't be able to attend. We have been doing our part encouraging the mini ladies, though, by shredding all things boogie board, two wheelers, and itch cream--they got bugs over here, yo!<br />
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