Friday, August 31, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
If the young Dylan had journeyed out of California instead of the minelands of the bleak Midwest, with a surfboard under his arm instead of a harmonica in his back pocket, I fancied he might have looked something like the fellow I bumped into in Newquay the other night.
Here's an artist to watch out for with as many nicknames as he has hats. Underneath the splendiferous forest of face fuzz, you'll find the fine painter that is Harry Daily, a.k.a "Harry The Hat" or "Sketch Holiday".
In Newquay for a few days, I spotted him outside a whiffy chippy with an expression on his face that suggested Scotty had punched in the wrong coordinates on the transporter. Understandable perhaps, as the Incredible Hulk, Batman, and a dozen men in identical red berets strolled past, wolf-whistling at the bevy of long legged young things in their cloned micro skirts and cleavage competing for the Queen of Tarts.
Amongst all this stag(gering) and hen-night high jinks, he looked strikingly out of time and place - so much so in fact, that I was tempted to snap a pic before I'd figured who he was.
Well, obviously I got the shot, but after I bumped into the same bloke in the Driftwood Gallery signing copies of the new Switch-foot book (for which he's produced the cover art). A publication out of Australia, it's a veritable arts-fest of surf-related goodness. "Written for a more mature ‘gentleman of the surf,’ Switch-foot also encourages young surfers/artists who are interested in more than competitive surfing."
Now I have a penchant for pseudonyms myself, but Harry Daily can surf, dance, skate and most importantly of all, draws up a beach or surf-scape with the gift that all great artists have - the ability to see life from an angle most of us will never reach. Go buy before you can't afford.
Friday, August 17, 2007
He can hang ten and then he'll do it again, Surfer Bob, Surfer Bob. He's a cool dude with a good attitude, Surfer Bob, Surfer Bob. Bob's on the job! (repeat)"
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
I'm still unpacking from the trip to Ireland - both from the car and from the beaten up old trunk that is my head. No doubt bits and pieces will tumble out onto the blog over the next few weeks. It was good to be back on the 'oul turf spending time on uncrowded beaches framed by mountains under big sky. Chill zone central.
As for surf, well, as Blackadder might have said to Baldric, "It was as flat as the flattest foot of the most flat footed platypus this side of the fens". But some good spots were recce'd for next time, and we had scenery like this to soak in.
Did it mean less water time or craic? Not one jot. That's what snorkel and fins are for. There was body-boarding wavelets with Nippers aplenty, fossil fish hewn from huge rocks on the shore, jelly fish, dolphins and sea monsters - all before Guinness, crab sandwiches and whiskey in the jar-o.
OK, the sea monster bit is an exaggeration - more of a wriggly swimming worm (see the clip). I'm sure someone out there has a name for it. Do tell.
Thursday, August 02, 2007
With seven wetsuits, six rash vests, several blocks of SEX WAX, two bodyboards, one surf board, some fins, a beach tent, two masks and one snorkel on the roof of the Land Rover, I'd like to think that tomorrow's journey up through Wales and across to Ireland qualifies as a Surfari.
I was accused of taking coals to Newcastle, when found secreting several cans of Guinness and a half bottle of Bushmills single malt into the back of the Land Rover. Sea Nymph she did gape and gasp. But you have to be prepared. It wouldn't do to arrive in the far South West of Kerry and find the shops shut or the pub too far away to walk to.
My mate Bilbo is coming along for the ride. At nearly thirty, I doubt he's ever crossed the Tamar. There's a story there but that's for another day - I gotta finish packing - I really shouldn't be here.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
As a backdrop to all of this, Surf Lifesaving in the UK is bidding for Rescue 2010 - the chance to host the World Lifesaving Championships in Cornwall in 2010. This is, simply put, a "big deal" for all the reasons you can read about here. One of the big-wigs on the selection panel was at the Nippers Champs at the weekend checking out the scene. If he has eyes in his head, then the effort, skills and enthusiasm of all of the participants can only have enhanced our chances of bagging the bid!
I've loaded up a stack of pics that any club members or folks involved can access by emailing me.
Last year there was a prize (well, an honourable mention) for the headgear of the weekend. This year, there was one for the "hair of the event" and it goes to this blond Billy Connolly dude from (I think) Croyde - check out those shades, man!
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