Serious fun with Lindsay Lord and the Yard Possums
What do you get when you combine a World War II Naval study, a couple of handy, open-minded marsupials, and the La Jolla reef test tracks? Well, as Tony Alva puts it, you get “little hairless cavemen riding spaceships.” Are you intrigued yet?
In 1992 “Playing Doc’s Games” appeared in The New Yorker. A two-part, 39,000-word story in which journalist William Finnegan plunges the reader into the San Francisco surf scene, it quickly became known as “the best piece of surf writing, ever,” a title that still holds. It’s 2010 and Jamie Brisick caught up with Finnegan in his New York City office to talk writing, surfing and the symbiotic relationship between the two.
Words/Photos by Lance Slabbert
Everything was going fine in Java until Lance Slabbert lucked into cavernous, duel-spitting pits of filth, and hence began to reconsider the state of his surfing world, which ultimately led to a need to reevaluate the physics of the universe…naturally.
A south-of-Point-Conception suite of four very different Golden State humans and their dwellings. Take a look inside the front door of Jimmy Gamboa, Randy Hild, Richard Kenvin and Mr. Robin Kegel’s unique environs.
Well-Rounded on Tavarua
Paddle, kite, SUP or sail, 17-year-old Kai Lenny is a kid of many talents. Tom Servias recently trained his lens on the young protégé during a summer run through Tavarua. When shown the shots we couldn’t help but be impressed by the budding waterboy’s prowess. Elder aquatic statesmen Dave Kalama, Robby Naish and friends happily offer up corroborating evidence.
Malibu in ’50. Makaha in ’54. Cojo in ’56. Then Billy Meng backed away from the table.
Are you telling us there’s an island in the South Pacific where most every spot is accessible by scooter, and the lineups are never crowded? Wait, what’s the catch? Well, there was that thing about tax havens and Russian organized crime, but…
Like a cold-water remake of Alice In Wonderland, when Jay Nelson carved a hole in the wall of San Francisco’s Mollusk Surf Shop and crawled inside an entirely new world opened up. A jack of many an artistic trade, in the world of “black turtleneck galleries and hipster parties” he’s become known for his talent at conceptualizing and creating some very unique craft. All we know is that he lives for big days at Sloat Street.
Dueling Aussies: The first of two photo features from the Land Down Under.
