February 25th, 2007
This just in. Recent DNA reports confirm; Anna Nicole's baby belongs
to Tom Brady. Also in a related case, Anna Nicole's body to
be buried on the 50 yard line at Gillette Stadium in Foxboro Mass.
According to her last wishes, she wanted to be buried near the father
of her baby. Attorneys for Larry Birkhead, Howard K. Stern and
Anna's mother Virgie, as well as other potential boyfriends
and fathers of her baby, will fight the new ruling.
Meanwhile, a berserk Brittany Spears wants to know "Who
has my hair?"
This has been one wacked out week of TV.
This is what happens when we have NO surf for over a month. This is what
happens when we have freezing (below normal temps) for over a month. This
is what happens when all your friends take tropical vacations while you
stay home and turn to stone.
This, my friends, sucks.
Today, I stood on a block of ice about 4' high. This Ice packed snow bank,
was frozen in place, along the 2 mile stretch of cement, known as, The
Wall. From my vantage point, I could see the cleanest looking, absolutely
perfect, 1-2' surf pushing towards the beach. I counted just two guys
sitting in the lineup. Two guys. Both on Longboards. Just sitting there,
waiting for something to catch and ride. I looked in either direction,
and saw no other vehicles coming, or going. This was about 1:00PM. The
sun was shining, and it was actually warming up.
If this same scenario had occurred during the Summer months there would
of been a few hundred surfers in the water. But today, February 25th,
there were only two. Why is that? Have we all gone into some form of depression,
where even a waist high clean looking fun bump on the horizon can't get
us out in the water?
Are you kidding me?
OK, so it was not big. Not even close. But clearly there were little
waves to ride. Especially, and I mean 'especially' on a Long Board. Yet
there were only two. Two men on Longboards. I stood and watched for a
while. They both caught some waves, and some waves caught them. So why
didn't I go out? You know, I don't know. I mean, I know I could of caught
some waves and rode them today. But I didn't. I guess I'm like the rest
of you. I'm in a funk and...
...I'm waiting for something better.
What if, there is nothing better? I mean this Winter. What if, this is
all we get, until the first Summer swell hits? That's a scary thought.
And I'm sorry I said it out loud. Or rather, wrote it here. In public,
for all to read. Have I jinxed it? I doubt it. How much worse can it get?
Do you see what's happening here? We (or rather "me") have gone
loopy over the lack of surf. Yesterday, I ran into Dougie "Fresh"
at the High School here in town. "I saw you out in the
water the other day." He said in passing. "Wha...? Where? When?"
I blurted back at him. "I'm kidding." He said. " I was
joking." Wow, I thought to myself. Things are that bad, that we are
cracking cynical jokes about the lack of surf and I couldn't remember
if I had in fact, been out surfing.
I have NOT shot a single overhead day so far in 2007 in Northern
So, I'm thinking about a last minute run to the tropics. That's right.
I'm thinking about heading down to the Caribbean and surfing
some warm waves, even if it means, I'm only there for a few days.
This Winter has been that bad. No snow. No Surf. No Nothing.
It has NOT been as bad, for those who have traveled. Hardly.
Guys like John Carden for instance. Johnny boy went to
Hawaii and came back with 80gig worth of quality photos.
I kid you not. He scored. From Maui to Oahu. He surfed
and shot. And basically, Johnny got his Aloha quota filled
to the gills, and came back with a whole new appreciation for both the
Hawaiian power, and our own frozen world. He also came back with
the Aloha spirit, that still exists today in The Islands.
make no mistake about it. When someone says the "Islands",
they are talking about the Hawaiian Islands. Because, there is
NOTHING on this Big Green Earth that even comes close
to the Hawaiian Islands. That experience, has been, and is still
today, the ultimate, Surfing Experience.
Every surfer, should try and go to Hawaii, at least once in their
lifetime. It is the Mecca of our sport and lifestyle. It is our
Superbowl. It is everything, you've ever read about in books
and magazines, and, it is all, that you have seen on TV and in the movies.
Some will disagree. That's cool. That's surfing, and that's what surfing,
is all about. The unique, individuality, that we all live through. I'm
just saying, or maybe suggesting, that if you can, you should try and
visit The Islands at some point in your life.
You know, there are times, when I get so many photos that I can't possibly
post them all in one week. Usually it's after a great swell we've had
back here. Other times, it's when they come in from all over the country.
That's the case this week. I've had over 150 photos fall into
my lap this week.
150 photos? For real? Yes. For real.
It's true. I've got so many dam photos from you guys, that I don't know
where to begin. I do know this. I better shut up and post the dam things.
I need all the room I can find. I'm going to post as much as I can this
week and hopefully I'll find the room in the weeks to come for those
that I missed.
Speaking of photos. How many of you caught the trick photo last week?
Ha! Just as I thought...it went right over your heads. You all are so
busy gawking at the waves, that you missed it completely. Go back and
take a look see.
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