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June
11, 2006
Hey I saw the sun two days in a row! Did you see it too? Pretty cool thing,
that sun. It kind of warms everything up around here. Man that was some
kind of ridiculous stretch of wet weather there eh kids? Dam. It was almost
comical. I say almost, because a lot of us had water damage (again). Not
to mention the water turning a funky color brown again. Let's hope we're
finally out of this weird weather pattern. I mean it's Summer! Well, almost
officially Summer.
Speaking of Summer, I did my second covert Movie Operation at the beach
last week by showing my latest movie SUMMER 05. I know I've been
very vague about letting you all know when and where I'm showing my movies,
but there's a reason. We can't really have Big movie viewing crowds at
the beach for a number of reasons. And quite frankly, I think it's better
to just spring em on you guys. You know, like some kind of guessing game.
Those that figure it out show up and enjoy the experience.
It's been great, I mean showing Surf Movies on the Beach. I thought about
how cool it would be one day last Summer to actually show a Surf Movie
on the beach. And not just any Surf movie, but a Local flick with local
rippers and beachgoers. After I did it with WINTER 05 last Labor
Day I knew that this is where I'd be showing most of my movies. On
the beach. Why? Because of the obvious. I like the ambiance of the waves
breaking in the background, the gulls cackling and the beach traffic.
It all adds up to a Summer Surf Movie experience. For those who missed
the movie, I will be releasing SUMMER 05 this Father's Day weekend
at all the Shops. And for those who don't know, the movie is all local
Surfers shot in Maine, New Hampshire, Rhode Island, New York and Cape
Hatteras. There are NO big Assed Waves, but there are plenty of fun
summer stuff that will remind you of what last Summer was all about.
And
speaking of Summer. I see that the first Tropical Storm of the Year is
possibly heading our way by mid week. ALBERTO is headed for the
west side of Florida and will be pushing through the gator state
and winding it's way up our way.
ALBERTO come on UP!
Here's another tip for you...my next movie is titled B.A.S. (Big
Ass Surf) and I will be showing it in July at the same place I
showed the last two...stay tuned.
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Yesterday
morning at around 7:30AM, Max and I were driving west
on Rt 101 to his LAX (Lacrosse) Tournament. Along
the way, we passed several vehicles heading East with boards on the
roof. We looked at each other and realized that neither one of us had
checked the wave cam. For a moment, we both felt queasy. Is there surf?
Nah...there can't be. But the lingering doubt stayed with us for the
remainder of the drive and throughout all the LAX games. Suffice
to say, we headed straight for the ocean on the way back. It was flat.
Or rather, small. Real small.
It got me thinking though. I remember many times in my life when I lived
an hour or so away from the ocean. Granted it was not for very long,
but the times I did live away from the surf, it was filled with anticipation.
When I knew there was surf, it was quite a process of getting my gear
in order and getting my ass to the beach. Fast. Sometimes too fast.
Yes, I got a couple of speeding tickets in my youth. And let me tell
you, there's nothing worse than having a police officer lecture you
about speeding, when you know the surf is going off. It's almost torture.
"Sir, I know I was wrong. I'll try and slow down...but Officer
please, the wind may switch at any time, could we wrap this up?"
Seriously, I had a about a dozen Surfers who went to the same High School
as me. We'd try to surf almost every weekend. And those little Surf
Trips to Maine and NH were filled with laughter, loud
music and downright stupidity. I mean, the subject matter of some of
our long Surf Trip road trips ranged from what we did at the party the
night before, to making up our own absurd language. It's true. We'd
come up with words that are not found in any dictionary any where. It
was fun.
But what I remember the most was, getting closer to the ocean. It was
always that feeling of anticipation that got to me. You know...is it
big? Is it small? Is it clean, or is it messy? And...the most important...how
cold is it?
I saw that vehicle yesterday morning, 6 boards on the roof, 5-6 kids
crammed in the front and back seat, donuts and coffee flying all over
the place, radio blasting. It reminded me of my youth. I gave them a
slight nod. They were Surfers heading to the only place that surfers
want to be. The ocean. We're a lucky tribe, us Surfers.
SUMMER 05 will be available on DVD in the shops this
FATHER's DAY WEEKEND.
Remember
my friends...Surfing heals all wounds....
Pray for Surf. Pray for Peace.
Surf For Fun.
Ralph
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