by Corky Carroll Flash back to summer of 1968. I am in the prime of my professional surfing career and did a lot of traveling to different places to surf. I worked for Hobie Surfboards and one of the great perks of the job was use of the Hobie Surf Team Ford Econoline Van and travel expenses covered. I always did my best to promote the brand, and it worked out well for both of us. One of my favorite destinations in late summer was the Pacific Northwest. There are tons of great waves up there and at that time there were very few surfers riding them. It is cold though. Very cold. But incredibly beautiful too. On one of these trips north my wife at the time, Cheryl, and I were driving up the coast road, Hwy 1 and 101. We would do the coast one way and the inland freeway the other. On this one we were driving up and were well north of San Fransisco. We came to the town of Garberville and as we were getting to the town I remembered that I heard somewhere that Doc Ball lived there and in fact was the town Dentist. Doc is the guy who published the first book on surfing, “Californai Surfriders,” back in the 1940’s. I had met him once before at some surf event and we had a great talk, I liked him a lot. Super good energy. So, I am thinking it would be cool to stop and say hello. And just as I was thinking this low and behold I see the sign on the front of his office. “Doctor John Ball, Dentistry.” Shazam, there it was right there. So, I pulled in and walked inside. I was wearing shorts and a Hawaiian shirt. When the receptionist saw me I guess she figured I was a surfing friend and just told me to “go on back, he is working on another surfer.” I opened the door and there was Doc with a big ol’ smile on his face. He looked up and saw me and let out a big hoot. Then he pointed at the man in the chair, who was also wearing shorts and an Hawaiian shirt, and says, “do you know Tom Blake?” TOM BLAKE!!!! Wow, this was a guy who is a major part of surf history from way before me. He is the guy recognized as the first to put a fin (skeg) on a surfboard. Many of the boards he made back in the middle of the 1900’s are on display in the Bishop Museum in Honolulu, Hawaii. This guy was a huge part of the evolution of surfboard design in Hawaii during the years that boards were big heavy redwood and pine beasts. He is one of the pioneers. If having a dude on horseback holding a stick isn't your thing, Hang ten with CC! I was in shock. How cool this was. I had never met Tom before, he was already well into his 60’s at the time. Here he was sitting in Doc Balls dentist chair getting his teeth worked on and reaching out to shake my hand. Classic.
We wound up spending the night. Doc invited all the local surfers over and he showed his old surf films from the early days, guys riding paddleboards and redwoods. He also had film of the local surf spots and of himself wading through giant snowbanks to get to the water. He was also in his 60’s at the time. Tom was amazing, full of good energy just like Doc. Between the two of them we heard first-hand accounts of all sorts of great surf events and adventures from before I was even born. What started off to be just a chance encounter turned into one of my very favorite memories and surf stories. The next day we left and headed north towards Oregon. There was one other happening of note on that trip. We got stuck in the “Drive Thru Tree.” It’s a pretty funny tale, I will get back to it at a later date. Crazy things happen when you least expect them. Meeting Tom Blake and getting stuck in a van in a tree are perfect examples for me.
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by Corky Carroll As we barrel into the end of yet another year, and it’s very true what they say about how they go faster and faster the older you get, I thought I would take a short look back at a totally classic surf legend who has pulled out but deserves to be remembered. This is a dude who is sitting up in surf heaven looking down and saying “write something good about me or I am gonna kick your butt when you get up here.” So, as you can see, I have no choice. The great Butch Van Artsdalen. Butch was one of those “bigger than life” kinda dudes that has more wild tales about him than ever could be told in one, or a thousand, sittings. He was dubbed the very first “Mr Pipeline,” back in 1962 when guys were first pioneering the previously thought “too dangerous to surf” spot on the North Shore of Oahu. Butch was a full tilt “go for it as hard as you can at all costs” kinda dude from La Jolla, California. He was great at all sports and a party hound that had few equals. I got to know Butch when he came to work at the Hobie surfboard shop in Dana Point. I was about 15 at the time and worked as a salesman and clean up guy. Butch did repairs in a little shack out back. He moved in right down the street from me, along with Mike Hynson. I had a little apartment with Rodney Sumpter and a couple other guys not too far from Mickey Munoz’s house. It was like “surf street.” Butch was a fantastic surfer. He was one of the first guys, along with Timmy Dorsey from Seal Beach, who could surf with either foot forward. Later on Dale Dobson and Jock Sutherland would be able to do that too. He was also a really funny and charismatic kinda dude. I don’t know anybody who didn’t like Butch, unless you happened to be on the wrong end of a punch that he threw after a few beers. But even most of those would say that they loved the guy.
He would have made a great pirate; he had that swagger about him. I could see a parrot on his shoulder. He was a serious partier and could get very rowdy after a few drinks. I learned early that it was best to stay clear of him after dark. But, that was just all part of the whole colorful character that was Butch Van Artsdalen. He was on a first name basis with most bartenders in T.J. As a surfer Butch was one of the best of his time. He could ride all size waves, from 2-foot mushburgers at La Jolla Shores to giant monsters at Waimea Bay in Hawaii. He was fearless. I can remember being out with him on huge day at Waimea Bay back in 1970. It was the year that we were experimenting with “twin fin” surfboard designs. I had one that was 8 ft 11 inches that was just not working. It wanted to turn in too small a radius and I was chewing it big time. Butch had a bigger one, I think maybe 10 ft. And he was killing it. After I had eaten it badly on one wave, and was in the water swimming in after my board, I watched Butch take off on a huge set wave standing right foot forward (goofy foot). He dropped in very deep and I thought he was gonna get creamed. But right at the last second he switched to left foot forward (regular foot) and cranked an incredible long radius bottom turn that powered him right into the pocket. He got what we would call “shacked,” totally covered by the tube of the wave, and came screaming out going mach three thousand. Amazing ride for then, or even now. The dude could surf. PERIOD. He became a lifeguard right there at Waimea Bay and saved a lot of people would jump in and go get ‘em when most people would have considered it a death wish. You could say he was truly “brave, courageous and bold.” We lost Butch from an over amount of partying, way too young. It pretty much had to be the way he would go out. Full bore, pedal to the medal, he died the way he lived. He was one of the best and most colorful surfers ever, and today I just wanted to remember him a little bit. He deserves it. There is a great video on YouTube about Butch. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJIxAXJwr5E. It’s really worth watching. by Corky Carroll It’s mid-December here in the beautiful O.C.and there is a lot of shopping going on. We like to think we will get prepared for the holidays early and not have to rely on last minute rush job shopping for those all-important gifts for special friends and family who will be the luckyreplicants this year. But really, do we really ever do that? You might be one of the extremely organized few who do that, and good on ya if that’s you. But I am one of those who seem to wait to get to it when the clock is ticking down to the last “fa la la la laaaa,” and “ho ho ho,” as Santa jumps into the chimney. I delivered my suggested gifts for surfers list a few weeks ago, all good and on time. But today I thought I might follow that up with a bit of what I consider a good suggestion on where you shop to buy those gifts. I am a firm believer in supporting your local surf shops when shopping for gifts for surfers. Most all surf shops are owned and run by fellow surfers who are trying to make a living. In doing so they provide the exact stuff that you will looking for. I was looking for Hawaiian shirts, one of my favorite items to give close pals. The coolest ones are not the fake ones that you can find in the big maga stores at the mall. They are the vintage ones that we used to search the thrift stores for. There is a guy right here in Costa Mesa off 17th Street that has a cool little store that specializes in those. “Dirt Cheap Plants and Hawaiian Shirts.” I get all mine there. The owners name is Nik, cool dude, long time surfer and knows his stuff. Surf shops are the same thing. You go in, talk to a local surfer who works there, and get help finding exactly what you need. There are small “mom n pop” type stores where you very possibly could be talking to the owner himself. Frog House in Newport Beach is one of those. T.K. is the owner and much of the time the salesman. He knows his stuff. Infinity in Dana Point, same kinda deal. Steve and Berri owners and on the floor talking to ya. All these people could be sitting in the lineup catching waves that very morning. Even with some of the larger surf shops you get this same kind of thing. Huntington Surf ‘n Sport, for example, is one of larger surf shops anywhere. It is run by Aaron Pai and his entire family, who all surf. Surf shops have come a long, very long, way since I was a kid. In those days the shop was probably the exact place where the boards were made. They smelled like resin. Sometimes you stepped in it. And they sold surfboards and maybe t shirts. That was it. Later they would stock wetsuits, repair stuff and maybe wax (when surf wax came about). Today modern surf shops carry tons of stuff, all surf related and perfect gift items for surfers. From boards, wetsuits, and wax to all sorts of accessories that would include water watches, all sorts of clothing, videos, books, suncare, sunglasses, travel bags, on and on and on. Yes, you can find some of this stuff at the mall. But it’s doubtful that you will find a local surfer there as a salesperson to help you fine tune that gift. Shop for anybody else at the mall, shop for surfers in your local surf shops. One last plug, if you want a “wave painting,” I am your guy. [email protected]. Hey, just sayin’. Support your local surf shops and local surfers. Have a super cool yule. by Corky Carroll Exostoses, or commonly referred to as “Surfers Ear,” is a problem that many local surfers wind up dealing with if they surf a lot, and year round. Each year that this time, as the air and water is getting colder, I like to provide an update from the Worlds leading ear doctor who specializes in care and prevention on the dreaded boney growths. Dr. Carol Jackson. Her office is in Newport Beach and she has taken care of my ears for many years, keeping them healthy and working. The following are her words for this years’ update. “Exostoses, abnormal rounded bones of the ear canal, develop over years from nature’s attempt to protect the eardrum from the forcible rush of cold water against the tympanic membrane. Forceful water during wipe-outs is the primary stimulus followed by cold water temperature. Despite jumping up and down, and tapping the ear, surfers develop ear blockages when benign bony nodules called exostoses grow to more than 75% of the canal opening. They trap water and debris leading to inflammation or infection that can be severe. While public awareness has increased, it’s time to bust some myths and update tips regarding surfer’s ear! Myth #1 is that they also form from swimming, SCUBA diving or windsurfing in cold. To the contrary, years of repeated forceful cold water against the eardrum is required. Only falls when surfing generate enough force to stimulate exostosis. Advanced, exostoses muffle hearing and disrupt the ear’s self-cleaning and protective wax mechanisms. Infectious yeast, fungus and bacteria from the surf, plus sand and dead skin, get trapped in crevices between the rounded exostoses. Cheesy material forms that won’t drain or flush off, called “swimmer’s ear.” Myth #2: Oral or topical anti-infectives alone will cure the inflammation. When plugging is frequent, an ear specialist, otologist, with office microscope and micro instruments must remove the debris so medications can get to the underlying infected soft tissue. Under direct vision while using both hands debris is safely removed. When exostosis blocks over 80% of the ear opening, it’s time to consider getting them removed.
Myth #3 is that after removal, exostoses grow back to need future repeated removals. To the contrary, when completely removed they do not recur to ever need removing again. That’s especially true when laser-assisted microsurgical excision is performed treating the bases and swim plugs are worn. Myth #4 is that surgical removal is painful or can cause facial droop. Laser-assisted excision is performed through the ear canal without external incision behind the ear, is outpatient and now safer and better than ever with return to usual non-water activities the next day. Facial weakness has long been eliminated by nerve monitoring during anesthesia. There is minimal postoperative discomfort. External skin incisions are no longer necessary. Accordingly, there are no visible scars or pinna numbness and protrusion. There have been no repeat removals with this technique with twenty year follow-up. It’s a permanent solution to put “surfer’s ear” in the rear view mirror. Healing is faster under age 70 and it’s best for them to be removed when 75 to 90 percent occlusive. Return to water with precautions is usually several weeks later. Myth #5 is that exostosis is inevitable with surfing. To the contrary, custom swim plugs prevent formation and halt growth when worn regularly. Newer vented plugs allow hearing while wearing them. They float, come in bright colors, even with glitter, can be put on a lanyard and are rarely lost in the water. Over-the-counter moldable silicone or shallow plugs are also effective. Tips: If you feel plugged or it seems like people mumble, you could have reduced hearing due to surfer’s ear or other causes such including prior loud sound, age over 60 or other causes. People with ringing in the ear, dizziness, or imbalance may also have unrelated ear conditions warranting care. Medications, balance care, or current technology hearing aids may be indicated. View the severity of your exostosis on camera with an ear doctor, office microscope and imaging system. Have a hearing test by an audiologist in a sound booth for accurate assessment pertaining to exostosis or any other condition. To ease mild itching, discomfort, or plugging instill and massage in a few drops of baby oil while lying on your side with the affected ear up. Keep the ear clean and dry. Take Tylenol PM. Don’t use over-the-counter chemical agents or devices, rubbing alcohol or soap, swabs or flushing. They risk pushing material deeper and worsening irritation. Keep a symptomatic ear clean and dry. Portable surfer’s ear dryers available on the internet help to reduce infections. No water, no germs! Take care of your ears! They don’t re-grow and cannot be replaced!” Dr. Jackson and her amazing staff (the “ear babes”) can be reached at (949) 574 7744. Tell ‘em I sent ya. by Corky Carroll “Fa la la la laaaaaa,” and a big full sized, “ho ho ho hoooo.” Yes kiddies, it’s that happy time of year once again when the holidays are upon us and we are starting to think of what we are going to give as gifts to those special people in our lives who are on our gift getting list. Most of you need no help as far as good ideas for gifts. This is not for you. This is for those of you who are looking to give something to a surfer and have no idea what to get. First timers or those of you who just might need a little reminder of what could be the ideal thing to put that monster smile on the surfer in your lifes face. A lot of this stuff is repeated from previous years idea lists. But I am figuring that most of you reading this will be seeing it for the first time. For the rest of you It’s good to keep reading anyway, might jog your memory in a positive way. Starting off with small inexpensive items and stocking stuffers. You can never go wrong with surf wax, surf videos, surf magazines, surf leashes, surfboard fin sets and ding repair kits. This is basic surf survival stuff that a surfer always needs and never can have too much of. Although it is good to know what water temperature to get the wax for and how long the surfboard is that you might be getting a surf leash for. Other related stuff would include sunblock and sunglasses. Very popular and still not expensive choices would also include t-shirts, hoodies, hats, calendars and lightweight board socks. Check out www.bluemangosurf.com for many of these items as well as some cool new surf related jigsaw puzzles that they have available. Most surf shops would carry these things too. Moving on to a little bit more pricey picks we would have wetsuits for one thing. This time of year it is cold, both air and water, and every surfer needs a wetsuit. Two is even better. These are a bit harder to buy because you will need the exact details on what your surfer needs, as well as his or her sizes. So, I would recommend either finding that information out or going the gift certificate route. Either way it would be a needed and welcomed gift. Surfboard travel bags fall into this area too. Most surfers travel and you need to have a good travel bag to do that. Some surfers use them just for long driving surf trips and some just to go surfing locally on a daily basis. Protection for your board is mega important to any serious surfer and travel bags do just that. For those surfers who ride Stand Up Paddleboards (SUPs), a new paddle is a great gift. The paddle is just as important as the board for these riders. We have a fantastic paddle maker right here in Orange County. Quickblade Paddles in Costa Mesa. They make, in my opinion, the very best. Next off is a gift that I highly recommend and is near and dear to my heart. You see this is where I get to plug my own stuff, hahaha. Art. A wonderful gift for that special surfer would be one of my original wave paintings. This is a gift that will last a lifetime and give happiness and pleasure 24/7/365. For information just look me up on Facebook or email me at [email protected]. If not one of mine, there are a great crew of other surf artists out there with amazing stuff available. Getting into the more expensive area there would obviously be a new surfboard. THIS is “da kine” gift. Also, the most personal and hard to get right. You need to know exactly what your surfer rides and what they might want in a new board. Unless you actually surf with them or listen to them talk about what they might want it is very hard to plan this one out correctly. So, how do you do this? One way is to talk to their surfing friends who more than likely will know the right thing. Another way is to just out and out tell them you want to give them a new board and have them aim you to the right place. Or, the good ol’ gift certificate. I would just like to inject into this the fact that I got my first board as a Christmas present. The thrill of finding it in our living room on Christmas morning was amazing. But I was a little kid and a beginner and really had no idea of what I wanted, other than a surfboard. It’s really best to make sure that it’s the right one if you plan to make it a surprise. Ok, all I have space for this time. I hope I have helped you with some good advice. Have a super good holiday season. And, in case you are wondering, yes…. I am very happy to get presents. Just in case.
by Corky Carroll As Summer fades into Fall here in the beautiful O.C. the water temps are dropping along with the air temps. The fact is that the water is very rarely all that warm here anyway. It will, on occasion, get into the low 70’s. That’s pretty nice, yet not exactly “tropical” warm. During those periods many surfers will go out without a wetsuit on. But, for the most part, wetsuits are part of the daily surf gear needed to surf in our local waters. And, as the temps drop, the lighter suits with short legs and arms give way to full suits with long legs and arms. The cool thing is that the technology has gotten so good that even the heaviest of wetsuits have become way lighter and flexible. It’s amazing. It wasn’t always that way. When I first started surfing back in the mid 1950’s we didn’t have surfing wetsuits available. But there were suits made predominately for diving. I had been surfing for maybe a year or so when I got my first one. A few of us in Surfside heard that there was a dive shop up on Signal Hill in Long Beach that made custom wetsuits for diving. The idea was that these would also work for surfing. So, we went up there and ordered custom suits. They were very thick, ¼” if I remember correctly. They had long arms but no legs. Instead they had what was called a “beaver tail.” A flap that wrapped under you from the back and snapped in the front. Super uncomfortable, so nobody ever fastened them, just let the beaver tail hang down in the back. This was before they sewed them together, instead they were glued up with a rubber glue. Problem with that was they came unglued all the time so you had to have a bottle of the glue around. And another issue was that in order to get one on you had to used tons of talcum powder in the arms. They had a zipper in the front but getting your arms in was impossible without the powder. Getting them off? That was a whole other movie in itself. I can remember being so cold after getting out of the water and not being able to get my suit off without help. One time I came home from school and the surf was really good, but it was also really cold. My wetsuit had a tear in the back and I had to fix it before going out. But I didn’t want to wait for the glue to dry so I took a stapler and just stapled it back together. Seemed like a logical thing to do.
But when I paddled out I realized that I had put the staples in from the outside and I was getting cut from them. Duh!!! I was probably about 10 at the time so my engineering skills had yet to develop. It was great when companies such as O’Neill and Dive n Surf came out with actual surfing wetsuits. And through the years these have continued to get better and better. by Corky Carroll As my 77th birthday is looming (September 29, if ya wanna send presents its cool, I dig ‘em) I sit here weighing in on my internal debate over my current state of being. A lifetime of surfing has taken its toll on my body the last few years, leaving me beached more than I would prefer. But, the upside of that is I have been able to concentrate almost totally on my painting without much distraction. It’s kinda become my new surfing. I get up in the morning and am ready to paint, and its always 12 foot and glassy in my little 9’x 9’ art/music/office/closet corky cave. This, and the fact that I have an amazing wife and I love where we are at, keeps me very happy and very stoked. Yeah, I wish I was not the leading candidate to play Jabba the Hutt, with no need of make up or body padding, but I am really happy otherwise. The real debate in my mind is if I should grab a donut to go with my coffee this morning or not. Anyway, moving on down gezzer highway, I just got back from a week in Ketchum, Idaho. It was to attend the celebration of legendary Dick Metz’s 95th birthday at the infamous “PIONEER” saloon. Perfect place for it. Dick is certainly as “poineerish” as they come. Here is a little hunk of ink I gave him about a year ago to fill you in on him. “Another geezerly dude who is a HUGE part of our surfing culture is the infamous Dick Metz. “Dick a doo doo” turns 94 in early September. His story is a book, but I will try to give you the cliff notes. He was born in Laguna Beach and his dad ran a restaurant. One of his childhood beach playmates was Shirley Temple. The guy has been like the total Romeo his entire life, so I would not be surprised if there wasn’t some hand holding going on there. Dick partnered up with Hobie back in the 1950’s and has been a major part of the Hobie empire ever since. He opened the Hobie Surf Shop in Hawaii in the early 1960’s, the scene of one of my first surf shop jobs (closing time sweeper). Of great note is his involvement in Bruce Brown’s epic surf film, the “Endless Summer.” Dick was the blueprint. In 1958 he jumped on a freighter and spent the next three years traveling around the world in search of surf. His adventures in Tahiti and Africa laid the groundwork for Bruce Brown to follow that path. The highlight of the movie being the “discovery” of the legendary “perfect wave” at Cape St Francis. The location of which was passed along to Bruce from Dick. See, there is a little-known fact I bet you didn’t know. You get that kind of stuff here folks, stick with me. Today Dick is the main energy behind the Surfing Heritage and Culture Center in San Clemente and splits his time between Laguna Beach and Ketchum, Idaho. “ A lot of great tales were told at the party. I have known Dick since my first trip to Hawaii in 1963. I was 15 and spent the summer there surfing at Ala Moana. Dick owned the Hobie dealership and gave me a job sweeping up every night at closing time. It was the start of a lifetime friendship. My view of him has never changed. It started that summer. There was a really pretty surf chick who also worked in the shop and I spent a lot of time that summer trying to get something going with her. (I am going to keep this G rated). Finally, one night the stars aliened, the angels sang and the cow jumped over the moon. At the end of the evening I was all happy and basking in the afterglow. I said to her, “that was really a great night.” She smiled, kinda giggled, and replied, “Yeah it was cool, but you might wanna take some tips from Dick Metz, THAT guy really knows his way around a chick.” And that that moment I became fully aware that I had found exactly who I wanted to be when I grew up. And here it is 61 years later and I still feel the same way. And the dude is still going full tilt. He’s 95. His latest girlfriend just bailed on him because she found out he is 37 years older than her, she didn’t have a clue. He looks like he could be in his 60’s and she thought he was. Then she saw the latest documentary on him and did the math. At the party I was sitting with Bing Copeland and reminiscing. We both took note that while we never got up, Dick never sat down. Dude worked the room for 3 hours, laughing the whole time. And then he took off to go ride his dirt bike up in the hills. by Corky Carroll For some unknown reason, well at least unknown to me, I had a dream last night about sitting on the beach at Oak Street in Laguna Beach. It was a warm sunny summer day, and by the look of the people and surfboards it was sometime in the late 60’s. I have no idea what I was doing there or pretty much anything that was going on, just that I woke up and had the image in my head that I had just dreamed that. But it make me start thinking about how much I have always loved that town and brought back a ton of memories. Laguna, like most beach towns that have surf, has a rich history of legendary surfers who grew up there and pioneered the different surf spots. My first memories of the area is of doing surf checks at Brooks Street on the way south. I lived in North O.C. Normally the destination was San Onofre or one of the spots in that area. But we always had to stop and check out Brooks Street. Hobie Alter lived right there. While checking the surf it was also customary to point that out. “Yep, there’s Hobies’ house.” Part of the deal. The early surf heroes of the area, at least that I know of, would have been Hev’s McClellend, Dick Metz, Dave Whitegon, Barney Wilks, Hammerhead and Corky Smith. Hev’s became one of the all-time great surf contest announcers. He was also one of the funniest dudes and best story tellers that I ever knew of. Dick Metz owned a bunch of HOBIE surf shops, including the one in Honolulu. He also started the Surfing Heritage and Cultural Center in San Clemente. The dude turns 95 this week and is still going strong. I started hanging out in Laguna during the early 1960’s. I had a girlfriend, Banzai Betty, that lived there and went to Laguna Beach High School. She lived across the street from the famous Calhoun girl surfing family. Marge Calhoun had been one of the best women surfers in the world and her daughters Candy and Robin both surfed. Candy was great too, she won a number of events. Great all-around water person too. Ron Sizemore won the United States Championship in Huntington Beach at the age of 16. He entered the mens division, shot the pier standing backwards, and became an overnight sensation. He is part of the Sizemore surfing family, big time in Laguna and also San Onofre. There were a number of great surfers in town during the 1960’s. There was a dude named John Parlette who could bodysurf feet first. He was another great all-around water person, like Candy Calhoun. There was also Pat Tobin. Pat rode some radical speed type shaped boards. Narrow, pointy and with extreme “down” rails. He wound up living on Mainland, Mexico and discovered and pioneered many surf spots that are well known today. There is legend of him paddling ten miles into a spot that had no roads. He had a backpack with some supplies and would camp out for weeks surfing really extreme waves all by himself. He became very well known for his paintings. Really good artist.
Probably the best surfer to ever come out of that town was Billy Hamilton. Billy grew up in South Laguna, just above 1000 steps. He was one of my best friends during High School. He and I, along with Mark Martinson, went to most of the surfing contests together. Billy had, I should say “has,” because he still does, one of the most beautiful and elegant surfing styles ever. Our surfing developed pretty opposite. He got style and I had moves. I think it was about the time we both hit 17 or 18 that the two met for both of us. To this day I consider him one of the greatest surfers ever. There was a younger kid who was called “Brother.” Another infamous local surfing family. He surfed like Billy Hamilton, super good style. He got the name from his sister, who was a known surf girl in the area. by Corky Carroll OK, you are gonna have to bear with me for a little bit on this one. I need to explain where this came from before I actually get to the point later in the piece. Here’s my story. I was driving down the freeway one Friday afternoon between Huntington Beach and Oceanside. Remind me to NOT do that again. It was the day of the SURFERS HALL OF FAME inductions in Huntington Beach which I had attended. I needed to get down to Fallbrook for my art showing the next day. At about El Toro Road I hit traffic, and I mean stop and go with more stop involved than go. I decided to resist the urge to try and gain ground by switching lanes every time the one next to mine looked like it was moving faster. From experience I have found that they all get there at about the same time so it’s no use wasting energy and frustration by bothering with all that. Just pick a lane and you get there when you get there. But I noticed a car that was always darting in and out, trying to get that “one car ahead” advantage. I always call it that. People die trying to get “one car ahead.” It started out just behind me but did a crazy lane change when the next lane was moving faster. I kept seeing this car, it was one of those muscle kinda cars like a Charger or Mustang but I am not sure which. It was either going by me in the next lane or I was going by it, but it kept showing up on one side of me or the other. I started watching it weaving from one lane to another. As a side note, I was following a Corkys Pest Control truck the entire way. Just as I was turning off at the exit for the 76 the weaver in and outter went whizzing past me and jammed itself right in front of me. He, or she, was getting off at the same exit. Success, they made it one car ahead. So, why and I telling you all this? Because it kinda reminds me of this same sort of thing that goes on in surfing. On a crowed day, and there are so many more of those than ever before, all kinds of subtle and not so subtle maneuvering is going on in the lineup with this same kind of consciousness. Gotta get that one wave ahead, as it may be in this case. The common term for this in surfing is “snaking.” You don’t really notice a good snaker until you realize that he, or she, has ridden five waves while you are still sitting there patiently waiting your turn. It’s an art form when done correctly. IF you can call even doing it as “correct.”
A normal scenario for being stealth while snaking would be to return to the lineup after riding a wave and take a spot at the end of the pack giving the illusion that you are waiting your turn. But with every movement between waves you wiggle your way closer to the top of the pack. Sometimes engaging people in conversation as you move around them without them realizing it. Once near the top of the pack a nice way to gain the inside track for the next upcoming set wave is to move slightly inside of everybody and move past them while they are looking at the horizon scanning for a set. Then the set comes and you are the deepest and you take the one you want. Voila. Then repeat. If you are smooth, you can get away with that for a while before people start to notice and grumble. Then there is the blatant snake. These vipers just take a wave and paddle straight back to the top of the pack and take another, regardless. Very unpopular and a lot of fights happened involving these types. You do not want to get me even started on the crazy idiot motorcycle demons that just dart in and out at high speed in between lanes. You can be stopped dead and some loco will fire past you going 110 between you and the 18 wheeler in the next lane by Corky Carroll Mid-summer is always packed full of beach and surf related activities going on, and this year is absolutely zero exception. Take this past weekend as an example. I was sitting at the Sugar Shack in downtown Huntington Beach happily sipping my coffee and preparing to inhale some really good bacon and eggs on Friday morning. It was the day of the Surfers Hall of Fame induction ceremony. And I was kinda trying to plan out what I would be doing over the weekend. First off, I had an art showing along with the great surf art legend Wade Koniakowsky. That was gonna take a big chunk outta Saturday. I don’t really consider myself as doing “surf art,” as it is perceived. I am more of into “wave art.” I paint waves and stick all kinds of different scenes around them. Waves as I would like to ride them, no closed out shorebreaks. Lots of perfect peelers. But anyway, we had an art showing on Sat afternoon. Also on the agenda was the opening of the U.S. Open of Surfing going on at the Huntington Beach Pier. The big summer surfing event in Orange County. Great surfers from all over the world are on hand to compete in one of the largest events on the planet. And along with the surfing competition there is a whole slew of other stuff packed into this week on the beach there. It’s like a little “surf city” comes to the big “SURF CITY.” If you don’t know it, Dean Torrance himself lives there, the dude who wrote the hit song, “SURF CITY.” Two girls for every boy baby, hahaha. In short, it’s a big week in Huntington Beach. Also going on was the Olympic surfing event. But it was not held in France, it was held in Tahiti. There is good surf in France, so I am not totally positive on why they had it in Tahiti, other than the fact that it’s French and has probably the most spectacular surf spot on Earth there. Not only is it spectacular, but it’s also mega dangerous. Like life and death dangerous, with any kind of size on it. It’s called Teahupo’o. I don’t know what that means but my guess is that it must be something like “nasty shallow reef of blood, guts and death.” My original reaction when I heard it was going there was that many of the countries that have surfing teams do not have surfers who might be qualified to ride that spot. Somebody was gonna get seriously hurt. But then when I saw the lineup of countries included there were none of those less experienced countries involved. The Norwegian surf team was not represented in this one. (No offense to Norway meant). Only top pro surfers would be competing so the chance of injury or worse was lessoned. The bummer was that you couldn’t watch it unless you subscribed to one of those channels. Thankfully I got to see some of it at my pal Joel Saltzman’s house. It was amazing to watch too, the part I saw anyway. I am looking at guys getting rides that would be better than I ever got and only getting 3’s (on a zero to 10 scale). My favorite part was the guys coming flying out of spitting tunnels and waving their arms like the heavens had just opened. One guy held up his hands signaling the judges that his ride should be scored a 10. I like that. Just call out your own score. I would be giving myself 10’s all day long. Awhoooo. Also going on is the showing of very entertaining surf related movie at local theaters titled “WATERBROTHER, the Sid Abbruzzi Story.” This is really a cool film. It’s not really related to Orange County so much, but it is relative to the surfing and skateboarding world at large. Sid is one of “those” dudes who are just in a different zone than most. His contributions and presence are amazing. He was the owner of legendary surf shop “Waterbrothers,” in New England and that is sort of his area. But it goes well beyond that, so I highly recommend you checking it out if you are a surfing and or skateboarding fan like I am.
Just another fun filled summer in the O.C. |