
Showing posts with label mal longboard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mal longboard. Show all posts
Sunday, May 18, 2014
Monday, April 21, 2014
Monday, April 14, 2014
Thursday, April 3, 2014
If Thoreau Surfed
"If a man does not keep pace with his companions,
perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.
Let him step to the music which he hears,
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Saturday, December 21, 2013
Monday, December 16, 2013
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Gidget, Layne and Woody
The woman that the Gidget book and movies were based on Kathy Kohnemann with former Gidget and multiple World Titles, Layne Beachley in Hastings Street, Noosa.
Monday, June 17, 2013
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Monday, June 3, 2013
Tobacco?
This was inspired by the observations of Rebecca over at
Making Friends With the Neighbours
who rightly laments the pre-historic state of the surf media's recognition
(or lack of) regarding women in surfing.
These are a couple of imaginary magazine pages that you won't see any time soon.
And dear Vans, please no subliminal promotion of tobacco please.
Lyrics above left by The Saints from the song Know Your Product, which sums up how the subliminal tentacles of advertising cons us into thinking their products will make us all better.
This post for the family and friends of Eddie Mabo and Yunupingu RIP
Sunday, June 2, 2013
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Monday, May 27, 2013
Hava go
I hear a lot of talk from people who don't surf saying they'd like to try it and despite my encouragement, there's often more talk than action. It's the same with life in general - a lot of talk but not a lot of follow through execution of the talk.
This post is for those who get off their backsides and have ago at stuff in life that's a bit out of their comfort zone. Congratulations.
This post is for those who get off their backsides and have ago at stuff in life that's a bit out of their comfort zone. Congratulations.
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Monochrome Monday (filmless Atlas)
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
I am the walrus
"Sitting in an english garden waiting for the sun.
If the sun don't come, you get a tan
From standing in the english rain.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob goo goo g'joob."
"Expert textpert choking smokers,
Don't you think the joker laughs at you?
See how they smile like pigs in a sty,
See how they snied.
I'm crying. "
"Semolina pilchard, climbing up the eiffel tower.
Elementary penguin singing Hari Krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking edgar allan poe.
I am the eggman, They are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob goo goo g'joob goo goo g'joob.
Goo goo g'joob goo"
from I Am the Walrus by The Beatles
Monday, May 13, 2013
Sunday, May 12, 2013
M0n0chr0me MOnday (me and m0ffs)
Today's post is dedicated to the pioneering O'Brien's - refugee, boat people who sought a better life on the other side of the planet.
About 150 years ago, a boat named The Queen of the Colonies brought three brothers and their families from Ireland to Australia. On board was a two year old girl, who eventually mothered a girl, who eventually mothered a girl, who now lives on the point overlooking a memorial to the crew of the same boat.
The circle completes.
About 150 years ago, a boat named The Queen of the Colonies brought three brothers and their families from Ireland to Australia. On board was a two year old girl, who eventually mothered a girl, who eventually mothered a girl, who now lives on the point overlooking a memorial to the crew of the same boat.
The circle completes.
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