tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64866814963799789102024-03-28T10:30:01.147-07:0023 Breaths23 Breathshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17733710263581519577noreply@blogger.comBlogger2086125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-17700989005400744362024-03-28T10:29:00.000-07:002024-03-28T10:29:26.876-07:00Sitting just inside in the middles<p> </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlJdU0qcBOeoIlI4Dm0Wus4DkoMPifANnknjb0V2bKrz3esc4jRiOoTut0SCq3WTPwm7RGhiIOL75VrbzB8sD7csKUP6k9pDXQ16aYNQ32hoVCVSNH3TRqc6X1_PUoaLpdf1yqCPtGOEc/s1600/RJLeftSm.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlJdU0qcBOeoIlI4Dm0Wus4DkoMPifANnknjb0V2bKrz3esc4jRiOoTut0SCq3WTPwm7RGhiIOL75VrbzB8sD7csKUP6k9pDXQ16aYNQ32hoVCVSNH3TRqc6X1_PUoaLpdf1yqCPtGOEc/s16000/RJLeftSm.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal">I'm sitting chest deep in the shore break washing machine waiting for another wave.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The new sandbar created by runoff from the recent rains was getting along nicely with the dropping tide and with the addition of a new SW swell to the fading yet still potent NW.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Of course most people were sitting too far outside to pick up these inside gems and that was fine by me. The truly great ones were far and few between. Everything had to come together just right. Too much NW and the wave just closed out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Too much SW and the wave raced along, just too fast to catch.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The match I was looking for were combos of both swells and roped along the new inside bar.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I had caught two already and I was hoping for one more before I called it a day.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I had almost given up when a peak popped up just to my left.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have always liked a good no paddle take off when I rode standup boards and I enjoy it just as much on the mat. The take offs weren’t totally no paddle, but more a little positioning adjustment to get up under the lip before it pitched and a little flutter of the fins to change direction from being sucked up the wave to hurdling down the face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The bottom turn on a mat is a composite movement and done properly, a thing of beauty. You take the speed you gained racing down the face, then squeeze the mat allowing it to morph into the shape you need along the inside rail and then add a twist of body English and a dash of fin tip. The result squirts you out and along the face of the wave going faster than you were going before and that was pretty fast. Out toward whatever comes. In this case what was coming was the nice thick pitching section I was hoping for. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjBt3eM9ZmlHPfj7QRBFhshxTFPb2J4G110a6arVVBZv5x5wz7STOqGQs1QD5HfH-YTXyxWUPpTzOmSEKeSY-ZZvXh3KPI5MG0CGorkbE7XxbjseJ1rOL9YVT0S11yPJ_XGhijgIVtQpw/s1600/BlackiesWithFatty.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjBt3eM9ZmlHPfj7QRBFhshxTFPb2J4G110a6arVVBZv5x5wz7STOqGQs1QD5HfH-YTXyxWUPpTzOmSEKeSY-ZZvXh3KPI5MG0CGorkbE7XxbjseJ1rOL9YVT0S11yPJ_XGhijgIVtQpw/s16000/BlackiesWithFatty.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal">Since I was now a little low on the wave face I lessened my grip on my outside rail, which flattens the mat making it slow its’ forward trajectory and the water rushing up the the wave face elevated me on the swell.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Once I was higher on the wave face I just need to re-squeeze the outside rail, moving the air in the mat to plump my inside rail, just like a ballpark frank. Then you just lean forward, twist slightly and enjoy the view.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The view, in this case, was pinching down at the end.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had no complaints but I was now fairly close to shore and but it looked like this wave was going to end with a slap down.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">There are several ways to end your participation in waves like this.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Pushing off the mat and free falling to the tube floor is always a good one.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Easy to do and generally resulting in only a minor beating while your mat washing up on shore without you.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While I mulled over some possible exit strategies the decision was made for me by a slight warble of water coming up the wave face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This particular bit of water slowed my forward progress enough to embed me in the lip.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The lip, now really the roof at this point, paid me no never mind and proceeded to invert my mat and I and slamed both of us on the sand.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Fortunately the mat was fine.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My body had broken its fall.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">But I never did find my other fin. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic_yfxqA-Jk4e-AEQ-aWmNJ8A1w7tGnYf4QqabBVYvxOmRPSU9jIpXQQ3FigI1pCxTU5p_Wu8LxYzZm27GIDkzQ30RmPf1bxzMVGZ_nkXXp4ItvGda3QCKkZE6uslC4WzUl2GwOiSozvo/s1600/IMG_0001.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic_yfxqA-Jk4e-AEQ-aWmNJ8A1w7tGnYf4QqabBVYvxOmRPSU9jIpXQQ3FigI1pCxTU5p_Wu8LxYzZm27GIDkzQ30RmPf1bxzMVGZ_nkXXp4ItvGda3QCKkZE6uslC4WzUl2GwOiSozvo/s16000/IMG_0001.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>All photos by<a href="https://dailybreadphoto.wordpress.com/"> Jason Hall @ Daily Bread</a>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-89197626073417924792024-03-20T07:49:00.000-07:002024-03-20T07:49:56.987-07:00Just me and the Omni<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcrD9L38Y4pUt6MrCw4Rvdm8yPXlb0Q73KaVEmDiHgsFENYiXSVTWvsCwmGQLcVcCg2qAy_VnJwsv6nmrJMwZSdlQ_kFg_t0i952thx9ijHXSTkMn4whqBedQJ6KwYEkFbvJexh1B6zaw/s1600/zoo2011+124.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcrD9L38Y4pUt6MrCw4Rvdm8yPXlb0Q73KaVEmDiHgsFENYiXSVTWvsCwmGQLcVcCg2qAy_VnJwsv6nmrJMwZSdlQ_kFg_t0i952thx9ijHXSTkMn4whqBedQJ6KwYEkFbvJexh1B6zaw/s16000/zoo2011+124.jpg" /></a></p><br />Spring is here<br /><br />new beginnings for<br /><br />my favorite trinity<br /><br />SpringSummerFall<br /><br />The Winter<br /><br />has never been my favorite<br /><br />I don't even surf much<br /><br />too dark too cold<br /><br />too winter<br /><br />Which is not to say<br /><br />there isn't tons of surf<br /><br />why just to the<br /><br />shall we say north / south on my little<br /><br />stretch of coast<br /><br />the waves have been<br /><br />quite good<br /><br />or so I'm told<br /><br />But spring is here now<br /><br />and I look forward<br /><br />to brightly lit<br /><br />glassy mornings<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dyVlRuRmTuQ/TvXvMiiVh_I/AAAAAAAACdg/vGYSAGG0BRc/s1600/OffshoreWind.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dyVlRuRmTuQ/TvXvMiiVh_I/AAAAAAAACdg/vGYSAGG0BRc/s16000/OffshoreWind.jpg" /></a></div><br />Just me and the Omni...pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-32035246071555035582024-03-07T09:20:00.000-08:002024-03-07T09:29:19.982-08:00I need it to be summer<p> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E3UWslmplMU/Tv918mjSl_I/AAAAAAAACe0/Axiv4QRa0yM/s1600/TheRightMatStuff.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="467" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E3UWslmplMU/Tv918mjSl_I/AAAAAAAACe0/Axiv4QRa0yM/s640/TheRightMatStuff.JPG" width="640" /></a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Water color by John Severson</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div>I need to shake off this winter malaise<br /><br />I need to wake up to blinding sun shine first thing in the morning<br /><br />I need that smell of summer, part coastal sage, part hot asphalt, part Coppertone<br /><br />I need to call the surf report and hear for the 100th time, "there is a south west swell running from 2 to 3 feet"<br /><br />I need my hair to bleach out to snow white with the consistency of dry straw<br /><br />I need to wonder how many days the water temperate will stay above 70 before plunging down the chilly 50's with the arrival of a big south swell.<br /><br />I need to wear the same clothes, trunks, flip flops and t shirt until people start asking if these are the only clothes I own.<br /><br />I need to decide if I am going to surf in the morning or in the afternoon, then surf both just like yesterday and the day before.<br /><br />I need to forget what day of the week it is.<br /><br />I need to go to the surf movies and know the California crew by first name, the Hawaiian crew by surfing style alone and have thought to myself "hey I was out that day!" at least several times during the movie.<br /><br />I need to quit my job because, "this could be the biggest swell of the summer!" and they can't give me the time off.<br /><br />I need to have my significant other tell me that I am getting too much sun and really need to apply more sun screen.<br /><br />I need to have surfed so many days in a row that I seriously think about taking a day off. (and then don't).<br /><br />I need to have ordered a new mat at the beginning of summer and have ridden it enough to think of it as my old mat and have ordered another one.<br /><br />I need to be surfing just before dark and think to myself "just one more wave" and spend another hour and a half in the water.<br /><br />I need it to be summer.pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-72306949832173367122024-01-07T10:58:00.000-08:002024-01-07T10:58:00.115-08:00Scored some of the new swell<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbJ7GJJccXsnN1ZIthudOOnGV3pd22hA-jfM2s2ReRuQS5TLyXQLFNR_-LO5SmR7O-CxkkhTvFh_YCFcJ6P8AxdzGOA_UP7racpwGcKd1K-uUPE57-kdW1ki28XNFmqgOpPVh4CZ-lVG8/s1600-h/PillburyPoint+001.jpg" style="clear: left; display: inline; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbJ7GJJccXsnN1ZIthudOOnGV3pd22hA-jfM2s2ReRuQS5TLyXQLFNR_-LO5SmR7O-CxkkhTvFh_YCFcJ6P8AxdzGOA_UP7racpwGcKd1K-uUPE57-kdW1ki28XNFmqgOpPVh4CZ-lVG8/s16000/PillburyPoint+001.jpg" /></a></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;">I finally scored this morning</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;">A new spot I am calling Pillsbury Point.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;">Today was a solid 10-15 with bigger sets. I would tell you where it is but then I would have to poke you in the stomach with my finger.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;">The point is ruled with an soft white buttery hand but an iron fist by a bunch of toughs that call themselves the "dough boys".</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;">Actually nice guys once you get to know them. They have an bad boy image due to crankiness caused by exposure to the heavily polluted waters of the point and the chronic yeast infections that result. I could see Tom Wolfe doing an expose on these guys. Pictures are hard to come by but here is a snap I wanted to share.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC6Aijkoh3b51acQMnldlK6t3C5Oujd27-o8D4RGQh_VX7DASOUNfDze3o6FpmHDv5A1EPGEYextEMWm92l3YhRrF6rdBa96DSYi7_Kk0pYeM0y89qxar6XNPhrK835Z8mqy1vRwbfdhA/s1600-h/DoughBoy.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC6Aijkoh3b51acQMnldlK6t3C5Oujd27-o8D4RGQh_VX7DASOUNfDze3o6FpmHDv5A1EPGEYextEMWm92l3YhRrF6rdBa96DSYi7_Kk0pYeM0y89qxar6XNPhrK835Z8mqy1vRwbfdhA/s16000/DoughBoy.jpg" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><br /></div>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-37731912669466858392023-12-22T14:10:00.000-08:002023-12-22T14:10:16.507-08:00just by getting wet<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HiNO2NFCtR8/TviZ0zDHpdI/AAAAAAAACd4/vJ7pRe_mxUU/s1600/california_surf_project.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HiNO2NFCtR8/TviZ0zDHpdI/AAAAAAAACd4/vJ7pRe_mxUU/s16000/california_surf_project.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Photo from the California Surf Project</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">So if the current air temperature is 39 degrees</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">and the water is the stated 58</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I could net a 19 degree increase</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">just by getting wet...</div>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-30014486158528583812023-12-13T11:20:00.000-08:002023-12-13T11:20:53.269-08:00beginners mind<p> I was talking about matting with a friend the other day.</p>He mentioned that mat riding was harder that it looked.<br />He is a master surfer with decades of experience in the water and has traveled extensively.<br />My advise was along the lines of letting go and rediscovering<br />a new way to surf.<br />My words, as words so often do, fell far short of the mark...<br />Let me explain...<br /><br />Here is a pic of a couple of my mats.<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnU873Ep45cj3Kjh0I5R5QucqWW890vMiocxNrIwe_TsThKoKhw6EpCh0AnaEmaQZ9iPmqpIj8hkmIbDEx4PiXviw5leJtVk5BIgYG_OT-SKUjjYqe5z3W7kCZ6GpLmEMOcgYUJ5cp2u8/s1600/twoMats+002.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnU873Ep45cj3Kjh0I5R5QucqWW890vMiocxNrIwe_TsThKoKhw6EpCh0AnaEmaQZ9iPmqpIj8hkmIbDEx4PiXviw5leJtVk5BIgYG_OT-SKUjjYqe5z3W7kCZ6GpLmEMOcgYUJ5cp2u8/s16000/twoMats+002.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My lawn doesn't look this good. Too many years of drought around here.</td></tr></tbody></table><br />And these are some of the boards I was riding the most before I got a mat.<br /><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUqFJkc6Q1gQZp8zYuUbCXGRIycyVKTCXB7p2-ELbCWaN2n7WL3IEsllCm-h9qbbrLufMpGXn0ZndAkQxbqjPZBQ-5RAXlo1jQYyE1peGFROjvYPEEsM9DvqRNvqmFy2RsGcsWdkEE6iM/s1600/Picture+003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUqFJkc6Q1gQZp8zYuUbCXGRIycyVKTCXB7p2-ELbCWaN2n7WL3IEsllCm-h9qbbrLufMpGXn0ZndAkQxbqjPZBQ-5RAXlo1jQYyE1peGFROjvYPEEsM9DvqRNvqmFy2RsGcsWdkEE6iM/s16000/Picture+003.jpg" /></a></div><br />The materials, shapes, volumes, edges and fins are all completely different.<br /><br />Why would anyone expect that you would ride these vehicles<br />in a similar fashion?<br /><br />But I did anyway,<div>sort of<br />and it was was a source<br />of considerable frustration<br />until I gave up<br />trying to force a square peg<br />into a round hole.<br /><br />No more<br />three waves to the beach<br />to maximize scoring potential.<br /><br />No leaving the wave face entirely<br />only using the wave as a launch pad<br />in order to perform some<br />gymnastics in the air<br /><br />Only eye ball to eyeball<br />nose to nose<br />belly to belly<br />time spent<br />with Mother Nature<br />just having a blast.<br /><br />Shunryu Suzuki san famously said,<br />“In the beginner's mind there are many possibilities,<br />but in the expert's there are few”<br /><br />In the end<br />I suggested that my friend<br />just give his young daughter the mat<br />and let her be his teacher.<br /><br /><p>I like to think that the Suzuki-san would be pleased with that advice </p></div>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-22682871740570476042023-11-27T18:28:00.000-08:002023-11-27T18:28:06.040-08:00On the road<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvVBhvxjDZHU-3Zpw1g1JLM1au-31fTZCyYHdi6AjhvpSAQUoUC7grr05-bZXjrHhzUAYLmRIK9DwwVLGiH7PGZcUZBM1kCHIjaYxEhgrJioQQUXOm30LhCf9wjmgoOkVUU5YmKxagHhU/s1600/BruceBeachChair.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvVBhvxjDZHU-3Zpw1g1JLM1au-31fTZCyYHdi6AjhvpSAQUoUC7grr05-bZXjrHhzUAYLmRIK9DwwVLGiH7PGZcUZBM1kCHIjaYxEhgrJioQQUXOm30LhCf9wjmgoOkVUU5YmKxagHhU/s16000/BruceBeachChair.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Soon to be four, flush with baby fat, my own beach chair and a suntan.</td></tr></tbody></table><p> </p><br />I have gotten to that point in the year where I hibernate<br /><br />Sure I still go to work, drink coffee and do the dishes<br /><br />But for a few months <div><br /></div><div>I go to bed early<br /><br />curse the gods<br /><br />for the funky conditions<br /><br />and the darkness.<div><br /></div><div>eventually....<br /><br />Something always </div><div><br />gets me out </div><div><br /></div><div>of the man/pig/bear cave<br /><br />and on the road<br /><br />to spring</div></div>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-26080010816797472052023-11-20T09:42:00.000-08:002023-11-20T09:42:24.729-08:00The Devil Winds<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwRxnl29KmFjkTUCrHfSjlRVHtwzkBiX-qp2Q9W82pv6BZGAYFVAA0id_uh-ec5LjbfjeS9eUm2e0VDhuDGUgPUs3e0q7MrY-soXZBW3eLgbZJ74tf64P2RWcaTuSEBOWq8w3Im1NEVXE/s510/Sa_rvrjetty.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="344" data-original-width="510" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwRxnl29KmFjkTUCrHfSjlRVHtwzkBiX-qp2Q9W82pv6BZGAYFVAA0id_uh-ec5LjbfjeS9eUm2e0VDhuDGUgPUs3e0q7MrY-soXZBW3eLgbZJ74tf64P2RWcaTuSEBOWq8w3Im1NEVXE/s16000/Sa_rvrjetty.jpg" /></a></p><div>I have a love / hate relationship with the Santa Ana winds</div><div>They can take a common seasonal ground swell and groom it into a thing of beauty (see above)</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Something that, once seen can never be unseen.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">A vision that can haunt your dreams for the rest of your days</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">and make you spend your life chasing a ideal wave.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">You end up old and bitter. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Never really getting it as good as that "one time". </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">now that's the love part</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The hate part would be what all the collected dust and pollen does to my sinuses. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">That and the chasing after my trash cans as they blow merrily down the street.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Still I have nothing on the cat's feelings about the wind</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Cat's like to look sharp and nothing messes up a well groomed coat like the devil winds.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I am closing with a quote from T Pynchon's novel Inherent Vice whose description of the local winds I have always enjoyed.</div><br />"Offshore winds had been too strong to be doing the surf much good, but surfers found themselves getting up early anyway to watch the dawn weirdness, which seemed like a visible counterpart to the feeling in everybody's skin of desert winds and heat and relentlessness, with the exhaust from millions of motor vehicles mixing with microfine Mojave sand to refract the light toward the bloody end of the spectrum, everything dim, lurid and biblical, sailor-take-warning skies. The state liquor stamps over the tops of tequila bottles in the stores were coming unstuck, is how dry the air was"<br />Thomas Pynchon - Inherent Vice<br /><br />Good read if you haven'tpranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-75723056021615823762023-11-13T09:03:00.000-08:002023-11-13T09:03:54.861-08:00the return of stolen time<p> So if there is anything I hate more than Monday's</p>it's a Monday after a time change<br />I have gone on<br />at length<br />about the<br />utter wrongness<br />the cruelty<br />the marginal inefficiency and<br />just plain aggravation<br />on changing my<br />arbitrary time<br />reference points <br /><br />Now you might say<br />"but prana<br />it's the good time change"<br />we get back<br />the time<br />stolen<br />last spring<br /><br />But see it<br />from my side.<br />I get up for work at 5<br />no problem<br />I've been up since 3<br /><br />Now<br />I start work at five<br />and I've been up<br />since two<br /><br />It's not helping<br /><br />That and since<br />there is no way to<br />reset my<br />stomach<br />clock<br /><br />I always<br />hungry<br /><br />** ***<br /><br />In other news<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5UgDaifKJKB5sCS-M1YyvKlwpK6wnAoZNzionn-t04-pH7iHAxBARgGaxVzjHdZeL5_44t5-3VkqyCVARisTdKUcCVt9ubCFMNY0SZRwh7H-b8Z3jIgBR9ThX1XHF5N2Y2ohNU0XoNc4/s1600/bodysurfing.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5UgDaifKJKB5sCS-M1YyvKlwpK6wnAoZNzionn-t04-pH7iHAxBARgGaxVzjHdZeL5_44t5-3VkqyCVARisTdKUcCVt9ubCFMNY0SZRwh7H-b8Z3jIgBR9ThX1XHF5N2Y2ohNU0XoNc4/s320/bodysurfing.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">bodysurfing is indeed the new black</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">this phase will pass quickly</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> because there is no commercial potential</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">or Mark Cunningham would be a deity</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-52034487683756981462023-11-05T11:46:00.001-08:002023-11-05T11:46:08.232-08:00hours before sunrise<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSt6TRJEgpg94K10W6agc7_WVAEBKK0MOuutyF6rmmI5QJ97K075wuB3QQLDMnLNBXqz4XR943ENOH46P5Yf_yt82-FaTuW4_umzUiWy1Peob_IiZz2SLu6SpgXsup9tI3AlEZ4yJX_S8/s1600/August+7+2011+019.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSt6TRJEgpg94K10W6agc7_WVAEBKK0MOuutyF6rmmI5QJ97K075wuB3QQLDMnLNBXqz4XR943ENOH46P5Yf_yt82-FaTuW4_umzUiWy1Peob_IiZz2SLu6SpgXsup9tI3AlEZ4yJX_S8/s400/August+7+2011+019.jpg" width="400" /></a></p><br />I have tried<br /><br />Lord knows I've tried<br /><br />but the cat<br /><br />just doesn't "get"<br /><br />this whole daylight savings time deal.<br /><br />To be honest I don't care for it much myself<br /><br />but since this has been the "good" change<br /><br />and I theoretically get to sleep in a bit more<br /><br />I won't break out my arsenal of reasons why<br /><br />they need to leave the arbitrary time reference points<br /><br /><b>alone.</b><br /><br />Be that as it may,<br /><br />Mr. Vicious (Mr. V if you know him really well or have a tuna in hand)<br /><br />he don't care.<br /><br />If it was time to get up yesterday<br /><br />two hours before sunrise<br /><br />then today we get up<br /><br />two hours before sunrise<br /><br />Maybe if I could teach him how to read the clock...pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-90435113829015492772023-10-09T09:02:00.006-07:002023-10-10T07:27:53.965-07:00 Support Live Music<p>I've been meaning to get out more<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjuIoHLARDa0CpZCHVhuv6CrywDz3YeB37vY0l16zta7XtT9dXpDCaNruxv00FJ-CKulgCg0KnQ2zN5RHvcNV4JYJHNdqGaKnq-invWZV1LEIZCBFHoJKmDue2BBdQ4ar6FQ4Bs47GH4uHfjzajs71mydxVRhVt2ISKa4GxyiG67AsZleL3YxHFP0qjeiE" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="771" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjuIoHLARDa0CpZCHVhuv6CrywDz3YeB37vY0l16zta7XtT9dXpDCaNruxv00FJ-CKulgCg0KnQ2zN5RHvcNV4JYJHNdqGaKnq-invWZV1LEIZCBFHoJKmDue2BBdQ4ar6FQ4Bs47GH4uHfjzajs71mydxVRhVt2ISKa4GxyiG67AsZleL3YxHFP0qjeiE=s16000" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>but I haven't been able to afford the $3,801.00 for a ticket to go to the Era Tour.</p><p>If I had that kind of money I'd put gas in the car.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/jJ9Xk-VoGqo" width="320" youtube-src-id="jJ9Xk-VoGqo"></iframe></div><br /><p>So that leaves watching the leaves turn, petting the cat and growing chard</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I always think it would be fun on a mat.pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-40312037524350524292023-10-07T18:11:00.000-07:002023-10-07T18:11:29.727-07:00Possible ramifications of future rainfall<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZNG1spxPcQfMGpLdEEfaZt-LmQ6LBy9IgDXTvMMTjoOm_hHYI-u44U4Vkg_v5YvM3lWF1MNJM1M65Ui3hzMPAsojBWuFGPZBAAc833Ae87eVRJxlOxI7VvsTGW4fexszU0Hm0LLf6eB8/s2048/espresso+002.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZNG1spxPcQfMGpLdEEfaZt-LmQ6LBy9IgDXTvMMTjoOm_hHYI-u44U4Vkg_v5YvM3lWF1MNJM1M65Ui3hzMPAsojBWuFGPZBAAc833Ae87eVRJxlOxI7VvsTGW4fexszU0Hm0LLf6eB8/s16000/espresso+002.jpg" /></a></p><br /> My relationship with coffee<p></p><p>goes back decades</p><p>But the last few years I've cut back</p><p>Except for rain days</p><p>Few things in life are as good </p><p>as enjoying a hot cup of coffee </p><p>whilst watching it rain.</p><p>There were sprinkles last night</p><p>and the forecast for today</p><p>calls for some showers as well.</p><p>I'm going to have to request a ruling from the judges</p><p>since this cup depends on future rain.</p><p>What would be the ramifications if it doesn't rain?</p><p>The loss of possible future coffees?</p><p>Would there be punitive damages?</p><p>Would I have to give the coffee back?</p><p>Fortunately I know the judge</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8amfPySW5w674VT9fj4tGhwYNPEprOa-Sh3mODtjLPjpejDUyJDV4jlllzzKDhOo3GFsOpf9zs5wu-6FF5E9fd9XgA1pF5RPwQUUWdLnEGsBcSC05pDR65NerV9ttXFscRYoHUj4p4ZytvXksNdxx_YJhpY9QHwHmUT-TfGdK8p7fIU1YN8xYXD3/s640/crow.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="483" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH8amfPySW5w674VT9fj4tGhwYNPEprOa-Sh3mODtjLPjpejDUyJDV4jlllzzKDhOo3GFsOpf9zs5wu-6FF5E9fd9XgA1pF5RPwQUUWdLnEGsBcSC05pDR65NerV9ttXFscRYoHUj4p4ZytvXksNdxx_YJhpY9QHwHmUT-TfGdK8p7fIU1YN8xYXD3/s16000/crow.jpg" /></a></div>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-56171857873988660822023-09-18T12:16:00.003-07:002023-10-01T07:48:05.550-07:00it doesn't matter anymore<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQoyRO6coFngOxj53STr7CPjE4eRIfX6IuzJOJ4phIVttQRY6_EoqG-20Cn4-cacSSitEu25IPCcDw9zeUmX6rdd3VkTxOUxDLvpMCjZnkBw6ehGK7bbvhre0Efd_vbGwEGTeAKYeHKaL73NtEZnMoRAyAMZKM2rpqjhbT3JjPVH-EVk4v226-cAlCZ0A/s910/sidewaysInTheJunk.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="604" data-original-width="910" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQoyRO6coFngOxj53STr7CPjE4eRIfX6IuzJOJ4phIVttQRY6_EoqG-20Cn4-cacSSitEu25IPCcDw9zeUmX6rdd3VkTxOUxDLvpMCjZnkBw6ehGK7bbvhre0Efd_vbGwEGTeAKYeHKaL73NtEZnMoRAyAMZKM2rpqjhbT3JjPVH-EVk4v226-cAlCZ0A/s320/sidewaysInTheJunk.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Hello. It's me</div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwrdD-H788dbVOSQYTRsyw9owk8fti1-LGuUHTl0RhV4zFaPEmm7PnOsR3sc8H92O11MC2dlvmbchm5e2dKO8Fb2f7jJiFgEHUbf7gyfu0K0yb-SHkHdBSsF15tsTLn-oxabuY-s3dXKj78V8anpvjekLRPebIfoiqJpL4N9aDIqmEOqrWtrFWES5_ePE/s112/IMG_4388cat.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="84" data-original-width="112" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwrdD-H788dbVOSQYTRsyw9owk8fti1-LGuUHTl0RhV4zFaPEmm7PnOsR3sc8H92O11MC2dlvmbchm5e2dKO8Fb2f7jJiFgEHUbf7gyfu0K0yb-SHkHdBSsF15tsTLn-oxabuY-s3dXKj78V8anpvjekLRPebIfoiqJpL4N9aDIqmEOqrWtrFWES5_ePE/w400-h300/IMG_4388cat.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">I will make this quick, the cat and I are being watched by strange interdimensional creatures that blend in and out of the wallpaper every night always in time with the motel lights and the strange lingering 60 hZ hum of their instruments. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5UM7tUzdFEqAJ4T_CDlNEd_Q3FBZo4OVjraYDx9ActUSTqsK4uifZhPfkk52g9aj7XAqWCGW4i1948tYh4LrKpF70NFK0spRhz1b0_boGq4qWHsTN7y_1h28Tw0rYFMrbV3pv40_r51wXbZl5zdXGa9Qllp4J0XytSNAoZgTS3IcPQf177zWsGTSLbng/s106/IMG_4538%20Stephen.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="106" data-original-width="79" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5UM7tUzdFEqAJ4T_CDlNEd_Q3FBZo4OVjraYDx9ActUSTqsK4uifZhPfkk52g9aj7XAqWCGW4i1948tYh4LrKpF70NFK0spRhz1b0_boGq4qWHsTN7y_1h28Tw0rYFMrbV3pv40_r51wXbZl5zdXGa9Qllp4J0XytSNAoZgTS3IcPQf177zWsGTSLbng/w477-h640/IMG_4538%20Stephen.JPG" width="477" /></a></div>ALWAYS AT NIGHT ALWAYS WEARING SUNGLASSES<br /><p>That is the name of the band. </p><p>Actually, I'm not quite sure if the band's name is ALWAYS AT NIGHT and their album is called ALWAYS WEARING SUNGLASSES or if the band's name is ALWAYS AT NIGHT ALWAYS WEARING SUNGLASSES and the first album, as first albums usually are, is named after the band.</p><p>The days are all the same. Waking up mid afternoon with no idea how you got there miles away from your last memory of drinking the cup of kabush that came with the two dollar cover fee at the door. You remember the door, the cup, the beginning of the bands first set (sometimes more or less) and then you wake up. Somewhere. Else. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzV5NDsZ61DP5fzNjdP9F4Rs9h5fYEuBgL-oad8yLIttidYlMCgzrxaH0dbxumzPvrVhGupa6k2TN8EUMxjrlmtcBx3HNBfPQK3jKRuf_yLZ6dfxbc2aNhuOsekDij36BMk6ckMbyrLfEzlvEMD1SdP0BzxGMlecCjpXmjWE3dyoCi-27WVHJJrp3dMWo/s400/matSmRj1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzV5NDsZ61DP5fzNjdP9F4Rs9h5fYEuBgL-oad8yLIttidYlMCgzrxaH0dbxumzPvrVhGupa6k2TN8EUMxjrlmtcBx3HNBfPQK3jKRuf_yLZ6dfxbc2aNhuOsekDij36BMk6ckMbyrLfEzlvEMD1SdP0BzxGMlecCjpXmjWE3dyoCi-27WVHJJrp3dMWo/s16000/matSmRj1.jpg" /></a></div><p>I once woke up in the 1700's once but somehow found the show and woke up in 1982 the next afternoon.</p><p>Some people get off with the whole timey-wimey warp-i-ness of it all and take a long vacations. Talk to the Greeks about logic for a few months. Watch the aliens build the pyramids. Visit Pompeii before the Vesuvius eruption. But soon they inevitably find themselves at the door to the club with their money in their hands looking to score a trip back home.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjocEJmKt_OpyDQyzXNNurPwDLlwlty2bHe-yPJ3VrlN01fefWn8w2JDezhaDmzoIV6L5wtCI8DSqyhY_FCcYhmdd1qmykQIT-Y-bCO24xg3YNpKL5nKO_hH5hkaWgrTEdaSxDzTGTT-9kDmNRk7NgSvM61qxZMwQbmrXRi478KM0iUMzFp0sK_ih8Z2nQ/s960/Let%20them%20eat%20aliens.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="768" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjocEJmKt_OpyDQyzXNNurPwDLlwlty2bHe-yPJ3VrlN01fefWn8w2JDezhaDmzoIV6L5wtCI8DSqyhY_FCcYhmdd1qmykQIT-Y-bCO24xg3YNpKL5nKO_hH5hkaWgrTEdaSxDzTGTT-9kDmNRk7NgSvM61qxZMwQbmrXRi478KM0iUMzFp0sK_ih8Z2nQ/s320/Let%20them%20eat%20aliens.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><p></p><p>So that's the routine, the same ole same ole. Concerts, light shows and time travel. As the nights pass, I don't remember if we are following the band or if they are following us... </p><p>it doesn't matter anymore</p><p>nothing is at it seems</p><p>but next time I'm bringing my mat and fins</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaqyhopKsfk1f-_bbkMLU1z-WOU7RCmeqOf5VCOLA3GoHqQGT_LJlm3fIQkItgxuCr5wW_5_0EiRIfk0h2bSP9hz0W7di7QQLX4HXVAY4WfD88H7JEBChMU5pFFWMRSlszat-IY2-8TkSpBTsoCoHlyUcIdr7VxV9_ajmgP91k9w54Y7tIAfCOgX3aBSg/s1600/s-l1600.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaqyhopKsfk1f-_bbkMLU1z-WOU7RCmeqOf5VCOLA3GoHqQGT_LJlm3fIQkItgxuCr5wW_5_0EiRIfk0h2bSP9hz0W7di7QQLX4HXVAY4WfD88H7JEBChMU5pFFWMRSlszat-IY2-8TkSpBTsoCoHlyUcIdr7VxV9_ajmgP91k9w54Y7tIAfCOgX3aBSg/s16000/s-l1600.jpg" /></a></div>
Everythings strangepranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-61275515624505965202023-09-03T20:59:00.001-07:002023-09-03T20:59:21.713-07:00out following the band <p> will bang out electronic missives as applicable STOP</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVVfx2mT1sXPinjixkBcZngSMPRUWqLeNr_i-RD4Q1Ze0YNyfEXKKbHojPXFukkJ1p7LSp40dNWZNHSbZk0N8eH9H7N2-Rr3MpJuJex6xhoq9puUWjkfOAVss6uAhbkbvVj-KHwl7Xqu1a4Im0N58foSogwPr3moQzON9Wvs60fwbmFMYfpmRzurL-tSc/s720/vacation.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="716" data-original-width="720" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVVfx2mT1sXPinjixkBcZngSMPRUWqLeNr_i-RD4Q1Ze0YNyfEXKKbHojPXFukkJ1p7LSp40dNWZNHSbZk0N8eH9H7N2-Rr3MpJuJex6xhoq9puUWjkfOAVss6uAhbkbvVj-KHwl7Xqu1a4Im0N58foSogwPr3moQzON9Wvs60fwbmFMYfpmRzurL-tSc/s16000/vacation.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p></p>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-91505480552905849282023-08-27T09:33:00.000-07:002023-08-27T09:33:37.856-07:00Where were you in 62?<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnrcKDNcigGOVFaN1A9AXlYonFQynE8R3QFO6doIRfqzLTUMaVsAgrPQi1yvzdvCIxutop7pUMbiJh-xi99vC1YaT9MJdFIYNzvB17xiqkTqB1k23243HcbC3GkG8AUsWogg0RYchWfbE/s1600/Pete_Peterson_Grannis.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnrcKDNcigGOVFaN1A9AXlYonFQynE8R3QFO6doIRfqzLTUMaVsAgrPQi1yvzdvCIxutop7pUMbiJh-xi99vC1YaT9MJdFIYNzvB17xiqkTqB1k23243HcbC3GkG8AUsWogg0RYchWfbE/s1600/Pete_Peterson_Grannis.jpg" /></a></p><br />The Huntington Beach surf contest had come and gone and the crowd had faded back to the local crew.<br /><br />Which is to say the beach was covered with vacationing high school kids, plus mom's their broods and the odd tourist.<br /><br />I had been entrusted with 5 bucks (a small fortune) to get two Cokes, an order of "strips" and whatever I wanted from the snack shop just south of the HB pier.<br /><br />I came back from the snack shop with the food, drinks and "whatever I wanted", which was a rental mat in tow.<br /><br />Navy Blue canvas, enormous Yum Yum Yellow rubber bumpers on each end, inflated to rock hard and equipped with the requisite rope for towing and steering.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYHyVz0RLHlyEtwAcsyijxI2zrZYryslkGeY2wQCf2F842sdSVV09UNwM1fKLY_wHsVuhZ9sEKKr8t7fQKlRd7boM3ZPfaH7Dkdg6DCStUJsszZWIfqNtusMkZwwcFOdua_GazrCMhsiY/s1600/mat10714.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYHyVz0RLHlyEtwAcsyijxI2zrZYryslkGeY2wQCf2F842sdSVV09UNwM1fKLY_wHsVuhZ9sEKKr8t7fQKlRd7boM3ZPfaH7Dkdg6DCStUJsszZWIfqNtusMkZwwcFOdua_GazrCMhsiY/s1600/mat10714.jpg" /></a></div><br />All the other kids were riding them, so never one to stray far from the herd, (a good survival trait in pack animals) and I wanted to ride one too.<br /><br />My older brother was riding surfboards and being a good teenager had passed on the opportunity to hang at the beach with mom and his kid brother.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJOPB1K4SOe5YyxPvtExtCU5yBMZFaIrwDbypCsBeTqj2NOcgEwn9TsPf2YQXvL91Jh-fZrnieRlMQRL9DIIzUo9odxyhRcRelkthpRS2SzfIRy-vv7RYVNQHRG-179WGiAF67l8ELFJg/s1600/apr63.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJOPB1K4SOe5YyxPvtExtCU5yBMZFaIrwDbypCsBeTqj2NOcgEwn9TsPf2YQXvL91Jh-fZrnieRlMQRL9DIIzUo9odxyhRcRelkthpRS2SzfIRy-vv7RYVNQHRG-179WGiAF67l8ELFJg/s1600/apr63.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">So off I strode, fin less into the briny depths. Dragging and attempting to paddle the raft through the classic jellyfish infested, way too south swell, completely walled up surf conditions that makes up the "good" summer time surf in Huntington.</div><br />Even at a young age I was a strong swimmer but by the time I had made it outside I was happy to lay on top of the mat and take a rest.<br /><br />By the time the next closed out set came along I was in perfect position to take the set on the head and hanging on for dear life as I was rocketed toward the beach.<br /><br />Good times!<br /><br />With a near fatal case of nipple rash and a smile that truly extended from ear to ear the hook was set and thus began a stoke fest that was to continue for decades to come....<div><br /></div><div>Fast forward to the present day, last weekend in fact.<br /><br />The surf is still too south, still walled up (it's probably good at that secret spot up the coast called Malibu) and the once plentiful Jellyfish have been poisoned by runoff from the local communities.<br /><br />The pier is still there, rebuild in fact and a huge multi use mega sports complex temporarily occupying all the sand just south of the pier to market a multitude of items to the action sport demographic. Young and tattooed, each with a cell phone in one hand and a can of Red Bull in the other. None of whom have a remote chance of buying real estate in the area in their lifetimes. Most of which would be out of there depths in water past the knees. The age of water men and women is over Frodo and the age of the weekend tourist is upon us.<br /><br />After decades of riding single fin, twin fin, and five fin boards (yep missed the quads but there is still time) of both long and short varieties I survey the same scene with a few minor changes.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDxeKYRdTU9AQSmUGf7Q1nGdDRUTZKygBcEKQUwSl-SAfMf6nZmFfW-M8PFnPtxby7tz2_Cm7vWobie3EdviAOB7FyE0za9urV8zlACNBuA2XcO3NQN0P4iiVLrkNjZNeT9rGZoie0khA/s1600/05-07-2011+023909PM.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDxeKYRdTU9AQSmUGf7Q1nGdDRUTZKygBcEKQUwSl-SAfMf6nZmFfW-M8PFnPtxby7tz2_Cm7vWobie3EdviAOB7FyE0za9urV8zlACNBuA2XcO3NQN0P4iiVLrkNjZNeT9rGZoie0khA/s1600/05-07-2011+023909PM.jpg" /></a></div><br />Older, fatter, with less hair and perhaps a touch more wisdom.<br /><br />The mats have gone under considerable redesign. Although much to my chagrin if asked even supposedly knowledgeable surfers will comment that they just "don't have a rope now".<br /><br />Actually, the surf mats of my youth have been totally redesigned. The materials, the internal design, outer traction materials everything has been rethought, tested, thrown out and redesigned again.<br /><br />There has been a few changes in surfboards too.<br /><br />Today's modern surfmats have as much in common with the rental mats of the 60's as current surfboards have with the ancient Hawaiian Alaia boards.<br /><br />About the only thing left in common with the old mats is the air.<br /><br />An there is considerably less of that!<br /><br />The air that is left is allowed to move freely in response to the riders reshaping the mat as the wave changes.<br /><br />That and now I have fins.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ6tj2DDfm1IAw2NIcR8lcSsGenVMSpjR-1sz1CSHZmbxG5-zUS5j4oAgXdpgwc7JT1-AFqMehqDpoAipz9iq0LEOAwq7mzNZLP5rCZQwFuGIceOQSqVYSLwfqAK5FzIsCDoF9iia00Qs/s1600/WalkingAway.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ6tj2DDfm1IAw2NIcR8lcSsGenVMSpjR-1sz1CSHZmbxG5-zUS5j4oAgXdpgwc7JT1-AFqMehqDpoAipz9iq0LEOAwq7mzNZLP5rCZQwFuGIceOQSqVYSLwfqAK5FzIsCDoF9iia00Qs/s16000/WalkingAway.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /></div>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-56474976178711333062023-08-17T08:00:00.000-07:002023-08-17T08:00:48.672-07:00Idle hands are the devils workshop<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr6B4EWZyq4mlfP56gZg1ZjegP8rJ3jNCFuFfExMmFi_inLeSqOTUgQ67_UAjsjckfQa6ds4c4PY6m2uiBH0X_BNcwbtcwzsi6oQB8n4Bjye03dRUHY8yba3cXcF44jbAvC1ArJ4ki4yUQNK1xLXDVyx1sKNQ1nq9L9IZjS2SDe6QTaFItNK00Em2amnQ/s2048/SW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr6B4EWZyq4mlfP56gZg1ZjegP8rJ3jNCFuFfExMmFi_inLeSqOTUgQ67_UAjsjckfQa6ds4c4PY6m2uiBH0X_BNcwbtcwzsi6oQB8n4Bjye03dRUHY8yba3cXcF44jbAvC1ArJ4ki4yUQNK1xLXDVyx1sKNQ1nq9L9IZjS2SDe6QTaFItNK00Em2amnQ/s16000/SW.jpg" /></a></div><br /> I am but an ill evolved creature <p></p><p>no longer able to get sustenance from light alone</p><p>a null instance property definition in my of bio unit</p><p><br /></p><p>a dearth of light energy piercing the thick low hanging clouds</p><p>painted the landscape landscape in various shades of grey</p><p>I wane in these shadows</p><p><br /></p><p>waiting until the tide turned around and to focus</p><p>the force of three separate swells from three different storms</p><p>plus the cosmic weight of the moon pulling on the earth</p><p>whilst the earth does likewise</p><p><br /></p><p>All those things I bought</p><p>even the roses I stopped to smell</p><p>Didn't turn out like I thought</p><p><br /></p><p>It's 8'oclock and the sun is still up</p>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-34193602151282410172023-08-10T10:02:00.000-07:002023-08-10T10:02:11.577-07:00Late Summer Mantra - BTS BTS BTS...<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJqCpJB412Hb7YxL5s2E5jKwIkmg77xQ7NpW6iqIIV42S7yV5Y-Rz9Kj_YANzGkAuad8AKboboe_WNfFoA7cwjtd02QlIMIBkmfdTweoKnfqLgfPBVXyMJygvfD-f3nXRROpnwj_mU9yo/s640/RinconPoint.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="427" data-original-width="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJqCpJB412Hb7YxL5s2E5jKwIkmg77xQ7NpW6iqIIV42S7yV5Y-Rz9Kj_YANzGkAuad8AKboboe_WNfFoA7cwjtd02QlIMIBkmfdTweoKnfqLgfPBVXyMJygvfD-f3nXRROpnwj_mU9yo/s16000/RinconPoint.jpg" /></a></p><p>the words were spoken </p><p>not in secret </p><p>but between sips of cooling coffee </p><p>by a few old men standing on the seawall</p><p>and as the words were murmured</p><p>the call and the reply</p><p>between the planets</p><p>the heavenly bodies</p><p>that regulate the earths tilt </p><p>and suddenly the visiting hordes were gone</p><p>like someone had poked a hole in the magic bucket</p><p>containing the visitors and their dollars</p><p>leaving the locals</p><p>those few who</p><p>couldn't get it together enough to travel</p><p>to drink their coffee</p><p>and watch the tide</p><p>coming or goin</p><p>one thing for sure </p><p>it wasn't helping the surf</p><p>the water temps had dropped</p><p>and the wetsuit that had been left out overnight</p><p>just stares into your soul</p><p>and challenges you to put it on.</p><p>"Come, climb into my cold embrace, like all those seasons past"</p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmu5mfUQ1SG1UpAm97Vvii8pqnnYoLaINubzHyrXkVKCUPCItMLTDIIdIgwF4DUG9dGjTAVZ6Vv3y_lAZq370gCYVTTTqGAy_jDaeo3MQbsDPvhCaEg_OENicCKQ9gjkfpOpqGCfRo3ho/s550/WaitHerebySteveConti.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="367" data-original-width="550" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmu5mfUQ1SG1UpAm97Vvii8pqnnYoLaINubzHyrXkVKCUPCItMLTDIIdIgwF4DUG9dGjTAVZ6Vv3y_lAZq370gCYVTTTqGAy_jDaeo3MQbsDPvhCaEg_OENicCKQ9gjkfpOpqGCfRo3ho/s16000/WaitHerebySteveConti.jpg" /></a></div><br /> pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-3749709154223038152023-08-03T09:31:00.000-07:002023-08-03T09:31:00.888-07:00BTS<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMdfTRP6XADrrkUqu1bJYuKo41nhJCWLWJ-ArdntwpBEpgMB68yLJEL4EjMrU4CRUKXjr7clU3b-p9Ht1b8g7Kph72MDLa2FU2UcWOUIIrWlsaXgsbRY__-Wk-w8DFd_mK3XCe1Zd8BHSqv_VEsKgMMPiddwOzm3Fr32XAEl9hhcQKEdv0gweyQF7veMw/s987/endless23.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="839" data-original-width="987" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMdfTRP6XADrrkUqu1bJYuKo41nhJCWLWJ-ArdntwpBEpgMB68yLJEL4EjMrU4CRUKXjr7clU3b-p9Ht1b8g7Kph72MDLa2FU2UcWOUIIrWlsaXgsbRY__-Wk-w8DFd_mK3XCe1Zd8BHSqv_VEsKgMMPiddwOzm3Fr32XAEl9hhcQKEdv0gweyQF7veMw/s16000/endless23.jpg" /></a></div>It's that time of year<div>summer a bit long in the tooth<br /><div>the water from the garden hose is hot</div><div>the spring and summer grasses have gone to seed</div><div>their dry gold stalks waving in the afternoon breeze</div><div><br /></div><div>The local hurricanes are saving themselves for another season</div><div>and with water temperatures still in the 60's </div><div>I can see their point</div><div> <br /><p></p><p>I read the weather maps</p><p>toss the I Ching that corresponds to the GOES West satellite</p><p>I consult with the cat</p><p>sleeping under the stars</p><p>fells like 67</p></div></div>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-67726442100612014202023-07-27T07:53:00.003-07:002023-07-27T07:53:58.257-07:00coffee mugs<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmGmlnYuIkLLcc_cZ24pPAagruRv0nZmLTUtrqz-pGDPnfBiqJX4li_ctF_W4XcWc_5Y9WbROXrYUJjDa7Bloa2eZ2wk-VgPRqK7V0sd-peCkMnNMs7UswIh3qOmOmjUhHPqrvi0coSTyfQCFTqurZnrgE5F230biAd9o9UgM_7_5aAt7EQVETctqZiYc/s526/AI.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="526" data-original-width="526" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmGmlnYuIkLLcc_cZ24pPAagruRv0nZmLTUtrqz-pGDPnfBiqJX4li_ctF_W4XcWc_5Y9WbROXrYUJjDa7Bloa2eZ2wk-VgPRqK7V0sd-peCkMnNMs7UswIh3qOmOmjUhHPqrvi0coSTyfQCFTqurZnrgE5F230biAd9o9UgM_7_5aAt7EQVETctqZiYc/s16000/AI.jpg" /></a></div><p>The days of the week</p><p>stretched out like the coffee mugs</p><p>in the cupboard</p><p>each holding</p><p>the tea</p><p>that makes up the day</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaT2G5-STswMFDnQt-PpOZxr7mXUAaHdFjeCIYs45wJXlek9xGr2pVNknHoDxDJoCbl_s9iYbL1--2qwgvoHloMUGrozNy4KJ7Qh8pRDGNba8Xz_yfUkd6cfFYYBhxhrrYhi5e-GrszZ0xj6jo6lSEOfvVXb2RJQ97vszHwYeXCutiaHwZiWewPghLx_U/s400/band.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="399" data-original-width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaT2G5-STswMFDnQt-PpOZxr7mXUAaHdFjeCIYs45wJXlek9xGr2pVNknHoDxDJoCbl_s9iYbL1--2qwgvoHloMUGrozNy4KJ7Qh8pRDGNba8Xz_yfUkd6cfFYYBhxhrrYhi5e-GrszZ0xj6jo6lSEOfvVXb2RJQ97vszHwYeXCutiaHwZiWewPghLx_U/s16000/band.jpg" /></a></div>Got the band back together!<br /><p>Got those </p><p>low down</p><p>dirty old man blues</p><p>My hair is falling out and my prostate's the size of a Buick</p><p>I say, my hair's falling out and my prostate's the size of a Buick</p><p>If I take enough of the blue pills</p><p>then maybe we can do it</p><p>Got those </p><p>low down</p><p>dirty old man blues</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0XK88rqGDoXFrtCTacQwbFQlAPWKY-HA6c1cwzir52QnJQ0ym1cZu5EnWUYxJhOUSngTxvEd38W2EBeAJINKCyfY2CJFLrbQXqlAI2chLTfpZeaewiih8FE6CW_Yt1vSpN0y4XWIBOCvAuh3psxtjryNnv6Ggk1Vutk1z93PlplbU8tbkIWjqV0wUlOw/s2048/Norte.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0XK88rqGDoXFrtCTacQwbFQlAPWKY-HA6c1cwzir52QnJQ0ym1cZu5EnWUYxJhOUSngTxvEd38W2EBeAJINKCyfY2CJFLrbQXqlAI2chLTfpZeaewiih8FE6CW_Yt1vSpN0y4XWIBOCvAuh3psxtjryNnv6Ggk1Vutk1z93PlplbU8tbkIWjqV0wUlOw/s16000/Norte.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Looking ahead</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> A shallow marine layer will continue to moderate the</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">heat near the coast with areas of night and morning low clouds </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">and fog.<span style="white-space: pre;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Summer stretsches out forever</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">but the earth is round</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">seasons change</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I find solace inside a poem</div></div>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-20139649061592799422023-07-20T10:49:00.000-07:002023-07-20T10:49:38.471-07:00... Waves Breaking <p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">across the summer sandbar</span></p><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">soon to be replaced<br />by norwest swells<br />offshore winds<br />and booties</span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpgFA83O-2-ux235aRrUzRlHsVxYYZ7nF9dX93DhuiPUWiNhJf-zuAoDnzfj4xyM7YcRNRdSJfTzqkmsRINBSqJxuz8CM58_GFJdHsH4wqqZiOruicPTe8sc0XmMVF3Hex6sI93M6fW_BG2UDJbOAEc7-hvqByr1YADIeP0_UrdoOg6o1HyRMIJDtOHnc/s4032/IMG_8209%5B1%5D.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpgFA83O-2-ux235aRrUzRlHsVxYYZ7nF9dX93DhuiPUWiNhJf-zuAoDnzfj4xyM7YcRNRdSJfTzqkmsRINBSqJxuz8CM58_GFJdHsH4wqqZiOruicPTe8sc0XmMVF3Hex6sI93M6fW_BG2UDJbOAEc7-hvqByr1YADIeP0_UrdoOg6o1HyRMIJDtOHnc/s16000/IMG_8209%5B1%5D.JPG" /></a></div><div>If you tell time by palm frons </div><div>It's still half past the 4th of July</div><div>far off</div><div>bells toll</div><div>and trophies gathers dust</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjouiNG4O4i-cTb5DetNV9bzvK0v_X4xFyV7luWQtTajIv6uPbJs_yzyX9e4DhozLrzPHoiOG0Lem8zvoBX6YzHKTqLRTH9qu8xaK4owtXz9_r5Ybu5GfvM_7Hmnr0CU9SbVj8nVzsM8ONAJRlHPj-As2UMTJhCnFmtvE06RGCHli2ZYgwgFUtXvkHZW60/s960/carsDisney.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="886" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjouiNG4O4i-cTb5DetNV9bzvK0v_X4xFyV7luWQtTajIv6uPbJs_yzyX9e4DhozLrzPHoiOG0Lem8zvoBX6YzHKTqLRTH9qu8xaK4owtXz9_r5Ybu5GfvM_7Hmnr0CU9SbVj8nVzsM8ONAJRlHPj-As2UMTJhCnFmtvE06RGCHli2ZYgwgFUtXvkHZW60/s16000/carsDisney.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div>If it pleases your honor, my client was operating the vehicle at a safe rate of speed in clear and dry conditions, when Mr. Ramme, with calculated malaise of forethought slammed into my client. </div><div>The trauma so great that my clients little sister's face, froze in that same expression, until she was twenty two years of age. To this day, my client breaks out in a hot case of the heebie-jeebies if you say as much as vroom vroom. (Disneyland opening day)</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHbf5CPkREASkwwVFjzY_UqGXh9ijroIqd5gbDKskXadRjZMrv7loiin27lHzW3cyZn4BBkkryMkP_QiEc7qC_EvlfNZktYBQWuWaUTbX3XGQfLj81KxJGrE_D5UKzN5lN29i-ZDXZZFcGBq5QRy_uecnHSijKOgXNaCR4UEh3h8GfJVrwMik0Qe9IoR8/s1764/command.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1540" data-original-width="1764" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHbf5CPkREASkwwVFjzY_UqGXh9ijroIqd5gbDKskXadRjZMrv7loiin27lHzW3cyZn4BBkkryMkP_QiEc7qC_EvlfNZktYBQWuWaUTbX3XGQfLj81KxJGrE_D5UKzN5lN29i-ZDXZZFcGBq5QRy_uecnHSijKOgXNaCR4UEh3h8GfJVrwMik0Qe9IoR8/s16000/command.png" /></a></div>The Apollo command module<div><br /></div><div>July 20, 1969 two humans from the planet earth land on the moon and walked about,</div><div>sadly I think that was peak human and it's been down hill ever since...</div><div>but I haven't finished my coffee yet<br /><div><br /></div></div>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-41276542684547261002023-07-17T09:29:00.000-07:002023-07-17T09:29:21.589-07:00Summer Simmer<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgILOrI9KPPLme2LmtzaLAofzqIISgunMpklBCZRoi6TrJmbSyUnb-Vj5SjxJWw3BGhxaCoji1iFvrWiBMEBX_WI4DAxvEATL8tNeVkQKqoJdFakxYZMnpr6rrld73gi6MyjIsuA6jSw8ObqsQKxl1M92ZrCEBISE9uIrRjVswrBIGE5cXWiu-QhlzWdeg/s1024/RJPeak.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgILOrI9KPPLme2LmtzaLAofzqIISgunMpklBCZRoi6TrJmbSyUnb-Vj5SjxJWw3BGhxaCoji1iFvrWiBMEBX_WI4DAxvEATL8tNeVkQKqoJdFakxYZMnpr6rrld73gi6MyjIsuA6jSw8ObqsQKxl1M92ZrCEBISE9uIrRjVswrBIGE5cXWiu-QhlzWdeg/s16000/RJPeak.jpg" /></span></a></p><div dir="auto">summer </div><div dir="auto">it was my favorite time of the year </div><div dir="auto">no school </div><div dir="auto">early mornings
spent soaking
in the cool pacific brine </div><div dir="auto">still the best treatment
for chronic sunburn </div><div dir="auto">cause and treatment both </div><div dir="auto">drive thru
the state park gate
wave to the ranger </div><div dir="auto">early
so the beach cleanup tractors (sandboni?)
hadn't removed yesterday’s debris </div><div dir="auto">walking thru a mine field of trash and occasional treasure
for a quick paddle out </div><div dir="auto">a few empty waves </div><div dir="auto">then always joined by a water brother or two </div><div dir="auto">a "surf" session usually punctuated
by a wipeout </div><div dir="auto">and the pleasant bodysurf / swim </div><div dir="auto">leashes? what's that? </div><div dir="auto">sometimes someone
a friend, a stranger </div><div dir="auto">would grab your board
and caddy it out
or at least meet you
half way </div><div dir="auto">soon enough
the crowds fill in </div><div dir="auto">people setting up big umbrellas
the sand wiped clean
ready for the next bunch </div><div dir="auto">3 dollar parking all day </div><div dir="auto">the nameless faceless and relentless
summer hoards arrive </div><div dir="auto">or the wind would come up </div><div dir="auto">and the day was reduced
to absorbing
stray rays
until
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Keep up with your TPS reports!<br /><br />So dawn comes on a Thursday,<br /><br />the early opening bud of the weekend<br /><br />no rain, more heat, some swell but wind too.</div><div><br /></div><div>trying to makeup for a weeks</div><div> worth of disappointments</div><div>with a brief day of respite at the shore.</div><div><br /></div><div>Thursday's motto is,<br /><br />"Close enough to smell the coming weekend"</div></div>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-14283415442862268942023-07-08T14:06:00.002-07:002023-07-08T14:06:12.546-07:00Griffo<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmRagCpHrBkUvrUlCVB0fhj7A89FVUl5OH1KXEohOP0zYm_avWTbs80m4p1QQ5zi0fhp1klhoT9YXFkYgKWj96kT7vk3q2Dj27ZZbsCul1u-7pZb7FErTY-3mDYPRn0-YWu_U_cRBibCM/s1600/PV.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1191" data-original-width="794" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmRagCpHrBkUvrUlCVB0fhj7A89FVUl5OH1KXEohOP0zYm_avWTbs80m4p1QQ5zi0fhp1klhoT9YXFkYgKWj96kT7vk3q2Dj27ZZbsCul1u-7pZb7FErTY-3mDYPRn0-YWu_U_cRBibCM/s1600/PV.jpg" /></a></p><br /><div></div><span style="font-family: arial;">I stumbled over the now extinct </span><a href="http://www.rickgriffinink.com/" style="font-family: arial;">Rick Griffin website</a><span style="font-family: arial;"> the other day, and as usual whenever I run into his work, I think back to the first time I saw this drawing or that poster.</span><br /><div></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";">His work is synonymous with early S<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">urfer Magazine</span> and his influence both of and by the San Francisco 60's art scene cemented his standing as a great American artist.</span><br /><div></div><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">His character Murphy is the archetype stoked surfer and will never be surpassed as the ambassador of stoke.</span><br /><div></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";">Griffins work is immediately recognizable, there is an energy that comes from the work. Be it poster, album cover, flyer or doodle.</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyL6CHw04mBXhyegEqN5FG9fP-8q_Y98IFJqGTizpuXwvLQ42esR3KgTKTmJx-bSW9M_OOYBXeKkDIxP_LempMq07srXOLshBkXGCiieuZynufzr2r2atzRZ65WiPfurwf093DPx8e3Ys/s1600/RGeye.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="367" data-original-width="447" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyL6CHw04mBXhyegEqN5FG9fP-8q_Y98IFJqGTizpuXwvLQ42esR3KgTKTmJx-bSW9M_OOYBXeKkDIxP_LempMq07srXOLshBkXGCiieuZynufzr2r2atzRZ65WiPfurwf093DPx8e3Ys/s1600/RGeye.jpg" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"></span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Classic Griffin, classic stoke</span><br /><div></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";">The Laguna Art Museum did a retrospective showing of his work in the summer of 2007 that was fantastic. I hope someone gathers enough of his material to do another show.</span><br /><div></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";">I think my favorite part of the show (other than one of his personal boards) was that since his work was done in the pre-digital age you could walk up to an original work and see the blood and ink that went into it. </span><br /><div></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";">Amazing stuff!</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOVv9OKeB6PWQ6iYEhDD8ECptxtaI48I4a_zihMfPiPFtz3FC2iN64USK3QRaDAE2GF6QVKoObjWofbRWr-YBLC1a_0ot81PcOXwyh1Gsnpdw-BwWe6cvy9dekggGE6Ka8l3CcbXpDmk/s1600/rgSurf.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="305" data-original-width="550" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOVv9OKeB6PWQ6iYEhDD8ECptxtaI48I4a_zihMfPiPFtz3FC2iN64USK3QRaDAE2GF6QVKoObjWofbRWr-YBLC1a_0ot81PcOXwyh1Gsnpdw-BwWe6cvy9dekggGE6Ka8l3CcbXpDmk/s1600/rgSurf.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"></span><span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: small;">Here is his bio info from Wiki -</span><br /><div></div><br /><b style="font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Rick Griffin</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> (</span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/June_18" style="background-image: none; font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration-line: none;" title="June 18"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">June 18</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1944" style="background-image: none; font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration-line: none;" title="1944"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">1944</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> - </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/August_18" style="background-image: none; font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration-line: none;" title="August 18"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">August 18</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1991" style="background-image: none; font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration-line: none;" title="1991"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">1991</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">) was an </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/United_States" style="background-image: none; font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration-line: none;" title="United States"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">American</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Artist" style="background-image: none; font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Artist"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">artist</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> and one of the leading designers of </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychedelic_art" style="background-image: none; font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Psychedelic art"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">psychedelic posters</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> in the 1960s. He was also a contributor to the</span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Underground_comix" style="background-image: none; font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Underground comix"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">underground comix</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> movement whose work appeared regularly in </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zap_Comix" style="background-image: none; font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Zap Comix"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Zap Comix</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">. Griffin was closely identified with the </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grateful_Dead" style="background-image: none; font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Grateful Dead"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Grateful Dead</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, having designed some of their best known posters and record jackets. He was also known for his work within the surfing subculture, including his comic strip about a surfer named "Murphy".</span></span><sup class="reference" id="cite_ref-0" style="font-family: -webkit-sans-serif; line-height: 1em;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rick_Griffin#cite_note-0" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none; text-wrap: nowrap;" title=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">[</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">1</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">]</span></span></span></a></sup><br /><div></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" face="-webkit-sans-serif" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Griffin was born near </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Palos_Verdes" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Palos Verdes"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Palos Verdes</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> amidst the surfing culture of southern California. After attending high school, he worked on the staff of </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Surfer</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> magazine where he created his surfing comic strip. In Los Angeles, Griffin met a group of artists and musicians known as the </span></span><a class="new" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Jook_Savages&action=edit&redlink=1" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Jook Savages (page does not exist)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Jook Savages</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> and participated in the Watts Acid Test held by </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ken_Kesey" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Ken Kesey"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Ken Kesey</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">.</span></span></span><br /><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em; margin: 0.4em 0px 0.5em;"></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" face="-webkit-sans-serif" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">After seeing the psychedelic rock posters that were being designed by </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanley_Mouse" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Stanley Mouse"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Stanley Mouse</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> and </span></span><a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alton_Kelly" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Alton Kelly"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Alton Kelly</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, Griffin and the Jook Savages decided to move to </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/San_Francisco" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none;" title="San Francisco"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">San Francisco</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> in the fall of 1966, where he designed posters in the living room of his home on Elsie Street in the Bernal Heights district. His first art exhibition was for the Jook Savages, but organizers for the </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_Be-In" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Human Be-In"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Human Be-In</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> saw his work and asked him to design a poster for their event in January 1967. </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chet_Helms" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Chet Helms"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Chet Helms</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> was also impressed by Griffin's work and asked him to design posters for the </span></span><a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Family_Dog" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Family Dog"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Family Dog</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> parties at the </span></span><a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avalon_Ballroom" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Avalon Ballroom"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Avalon Ballroom</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, which led Griffin to create concert posters for </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Charlatans_(U.S._band)" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none;" title="The Charlatans (U.S. band)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The Charlatans</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">. Eventually, a poster distribution agency by the name of Berkeley Bonaparte hired Griffin, where he teamed up with the leading poster artists of the 1960s.</span></span></span><br /><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em; margin: 0.4em 0px 0.5em;"></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" face="-webkit-sans-serif" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">In the 1970's he converted to Christianity. He published The Illustrated Book of St. John, a retelling of the Gospel of John with his unique illustrations. He also produced album art for </span></span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maranatha!_Music" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Maranatha! Music"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Maranatha! Music</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, a Christian record label.</span></span></span><br /><div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.4em; margin: 0.4em 0px 0.5em;"></div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" face="-webkit-sans-serif" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">In 1991, Griffin was killed in a motorcycle accident in </span></span><a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Petaluma" style="background-image: none; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Petaluma"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" color="rgb(0 , 0 , 0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Petaluma</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">, California.</span></span></span><div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;">***<br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" face="-webkit-sans-serif" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" face="-webkit-sans-serif" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The Surfing Heritage & Cultural Center is having an event today</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" face="-webkit-sans-serif" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" face="-webkit-sans-serif" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">If you leave now you'll make it</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" face="-webkit-sans-serif" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" face="-webkit-sans-serif" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "arial";">https://www.shacc.org/events/rick-griffin-aquatic-ascendance-panel-discusstion/</span></span></div></div>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-33507879644467216862023-07-03T20:50:00.000-07:002023-07-03T20:50:33.120-07:00Big Outside In the Middles<p>It was the social high point of the summer</p><p>which is to say it was a disaster</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLYgV6eS2rvR-KeKEsPg2DFWWKWD0Bw5v_v-pFtSrJoFJioIbvaro1u6g9KABchgnoN7bcsk9ANDRBshUv7reLazVzovySRBwrWd4aT_9Q11fSM0iSesrciL7bYtHxyOxH16-xLujx2k7eAptJYk3S3HgnMu_k0q6ee7Gl0kHPe43GPZLoiyUOpC1sHUY/s2048/SW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLYgV6eS2rvR-KeKEsPg2DFWWKWD0Bw5v_v-pFtSrJoFJioIbvaro1u6g9KABchgnoN7bcsk9ANDRBshUv7reLazVzovySRBwrWd4aT_9Q11fSM0iSesrciL7bYtHxyOxH16-xLujx2k7eAptJYk3S3HgnMu_k0q6ee7Gl0kHPe43GPZLoiyUOpC1sHUY/s16000/SW.jpg" /></a></div><br />Parking is a verb<p></p><p>It implies motion </p><p>There was no parking</p><p>since 6 am</p><p>two days earlier</p><p>The swell was swell</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEjIQynHL1UvItKed5yPSIZM2g2VScm1z5U450zN-0MnPRcc0DfXx3XTQa3PoYpElJhxkYMuV7s3XXuauFuGydfK1Ao7Sh775txZMgRr7EHRX83i2fn4ccs0D37lfdfMDGaefHTxqRrwSnV4fLj_2OxElV5kE-lCe1gLLBLHRfI8tT6jtdDTutj7A9oTs/s2048/Norte.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEjIQynHL1UvItKed5yPSIZM2g2VScm1z5U450zN-0MnPRcc0DfXx3XTQa3PoYpElJhxkYMuV7s3XXuauFuGydfK1Ao7Sh775txZMgRr7EHRX83i2fn4ccs0D37lfdfMDGaefHTxqRrwSnV4fLj_2OxElV5kE-lCe1gLLBLHRfI8tT6jtdDTutj7A9oTs/s16000/Norte.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p>See that peak of white on the other side of the three guys paddling out?</p><p>That's the spot </p><p>a few moments ago </p><p>the epicenter, two separate swells</p><p>The westie crossing up the dominant south swell</p><p>occasionally, if you were in the right place at the right time</p><p>and if you can swim like a fish </p><p>and are well equated with the characteristics of the local rip current</p><p>you can get a stand up tube</p><p>to do with what you will</p><p>before it crushes you</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjApFGC-h-tggPSzh_1ruhlzpro_yk9TNJMkSE9f4dPDqNH-WDM-4c7IYt-Hhsa3K-V3StHogVewBgCTT_OshvsfrxLEAPp5KIYIjKOeOEybjg91OQcDaQlJxHGBbaFRf002E1LJ0fHQ_bM7F6DkRyQX4AwkjNGJenR3egJJl1idQO5t3JgoJASJIfGhb0/s2048/RichPeopleBeStupid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjApFGC-h-tggPSzh_1ruhlzpro_yk9TNJMkSE9f4dPDqNH-WDM-4c7IYt-Hhsa3K-V3StHogVewBgCTT_OshvsfrxLEAPp5KIYIjKOeOEybjg91OQcDaQlJxHGBbaFRf002E1LJ0fHQ_bM7F6DkRyQX4AwkjNGJenR3egJJl1idQO5t3JgoJASJIfGhb0/s16000/RichPeopleBeStupid.jpg" /></a></div>Stay safe out there<br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>pranagliderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07936332444971443669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486681496379978910.post-12684834884411767132023-06-25T07:28:00.001-07:002023-06-25T07:28:39.704-07:00It was the fourth day of July<p> You just have to have a plan</p><p>Daytime high temps in the mid 70's nighttime lows in the upper 60's.</p><p>Winds 8 to 10 miles an hour.</p><p>Four or Five separate swells running from the south.</p><p>Two maybe three feet, better on some sets depending on the tide.</p><p>Chest high for most people, well overhead on the mat.</p><p>Summer indeed</p><p>What could possibly ruin conditions like these?</p><p>The 4th of July</p><p>Now I have nothing against the 4th.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLCbaAI8IotbFjLAXJy1bd7IM6MVuArQ0pfgUo23gPpK0hI_rNw8GVzjOoa-6bbYhSaaSQU50nd09qj34cZM9qNFT2Gdg9kjMApkBjXfzXeePnrK68svRhMacYypqSYm9Fz7j_CpRW868/s635/ContestAtHB.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="423" data-original-width="635" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLCbaAI8IotbFjLAXJy1bd7IM6MVuArQ0pfgUo23gPpK0hI_rNw8GVzjOoa-6bbYhSaaSQU50nd09qj34cZM9qNFT2Gdg9kjMApkBjXfzXeePnrK68svRhMacYypqSYm9Fz7j_CpRW868/s16000/ContestAtHB.jpg" /></a></div><br />Actually one of my favorite holidays<p></p><p>I never leave my dead end street</p><p>sleep in until noon</p><p>barbecue</p><p>drink a couple of beers</p><p>light off the fire works</p><p>(it's OK I live in CM)</p><p>Then on the 5th I get up at the crack of dawn<br /></p><p>go to the beach</p><p>fill my pockets with illegal fireworks left on the beach</p><p>and surf my brains out</p><p>while everyone else is nursing a hangover or arranging for bail</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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