Blatting..

Nothing beats hauling arse on a chopper with a couple of mates.. maybe bombing hills on your deck, rolling in a pack 10 deep.. memories of Queen St 3 30 in the morning in '89

smooth

Rob and left handers is there no finer eye candy..

If in the Desert from chase burns on Vimeo.

Soon..

Korduroy.tv

180 degrees south

I have mad respect for Yvon Chouiard, his "let my people go surfing" speech at Stanford (and not to mention the fine book of the same name) is awe inspiring.. plus he started Black Diamond which in my humble opinion make the grandest ice axes I've ever swung..and the Patagonia wetsuits aren't to shabby either..I've been looking forward to this one.. surfing, climbing and sailing all in one flick..nice

Multigrain Extraordinaire..

Nothing tastes better than a piece of bread slathed in butter straight out of the oven but the grand thing about this loaf is that it comes into its own on day 2 and onwards as toast.. its just fucking magic.. post surf, piece of toast, butter, avo, and fresh ground pepper.. I've been known to cut a sesh short just because I can't get the thought of that piece of toast out of my brain...

The trick to this loaf (or any bread) is to use unbleached bakers flour

Soaker:
3 Tablespoons polenta
3 Tablespoons rolled oats
2 Tablespoons wheat bran
1/4 cup water at room temp

Dough:
3 cups white flour
3 Tablespoons brown sugar
11/2 Teaspoons salt
1 Tablespoons instant yeast
3 Tablespoons cooked brown rice
11/2 Tablespoons honey
1/2 cup of milk at room temp
3/4 cup of water at room temp

1: Make the soaker the day before in a small bowl, cover with plastic wrap
2: To make dough, mix flour, brown sugar, salt and yeast together,
Add the soaker, brown rice, honey, milk and water in a large bowl,
3: Chuck the mixture on to a floured bench and kneed that fucker till smooth..try for 10 mins, Ha
4: Put into a oiled bowl, cover with a tea towel and place in a warm area for about a hour an a half.. it should of risen a fair bit,
5: Transfer to an oiled bread tin, cover with the tea towel and let rise till above the edge of the tin,
6: Cook for about 20 mins at 200c, fuck knows what that is in USA..
7: Try and let that the baby cool for at least one hour.. hopefully..

The water is freezing..

folded my knee at Zen Do Kai so been a land lubber for the last few days.. not too upset (yet) as the water has turned phenomenly cold.. and I've got a couple of new surf DVDs to wear out


Still.. a hull sesh never goes astray

Herd mentality..

Went over to Point Leo for the first time last week, drove down to the surf club and walked down the track to see about 40 people, ranging from a surf school to the always fine middleaged, overweight longboarders, surfing a very medicore, mushy, sectoning crap wave.. people were jostling for position to catch one of these mushburgers, boards being pushed, insults hurled, the whole nine yards, fuck that was running though my brain till I turned my head exactly 45 degrees and saw a right hander peel of a reef about 800 meters down the beach..nice.. so I suited up grabbed the speed dialer and strolled off.. I hit the water the same time as a longboarder who must of been thinking the same thing as me, thank fuck for herd mentality.. we shared waves all on our ownsome for about 3 hours till the tide did its thing...

Lest we forget...

Saturday is ANZAC day.. time to raise a beer for the old diggers.. and for the ones that didn't make it back..







1RAR (Res)
Pte G Sher

4RAR
LCpl J Marks
LT M Fussel
Pte L Worsley

This beers for you boys..

Word..

“Liquidate the entire rapacious monstrosity that is the global surfing industry. Eradicate the gloating, insolent, overfed, carrion-feeding surf media altogether. Destroy the overweening, insidious and growing attraction that surf fashion is for landlubbers. Dismantle, annihilate and devastate the whole swelling putrescent edifice of surfing once and for all. There are too many people in the water and all I want to do is go surfing with my mates goddammit.”

Letter, Tracks Magazine

stolen from Kurungabaa

Dingo's, dolphins, pelicans and point breaks

Spent some time recently up at a North Coast national park.. pure fucking magic

Always a fine day..

Nothing better than a new stick

siiick maaate...

Suburbia

Somehow I've found myself deep in suburbia...

The Walrus

Eef at monsterboards.org has created a fucking phenomenal book showcasing his artwork, right at the end is this fine portrait..

Books..

When I was a kid I fucking loved those "choose your own ending" books, I just lapped them up.. seemed to of missed this one..

Jazz the Glass

Pirates and surfing...is there nothing finer..

Bikes..

Been missing not having a bike for a while... watched this clip and went fuck it, it has to be done, time to be a jockey again.

And this is the sled I'm chasing

Bomb coffee..

Crazy Kees, a Tairua old boy has set him and his whanau up with a full blown organic coffee plantation in the hinterland of the Gold Coast.. using skills developed growing other wonderstuff in the Pauanui hills he now produces some fucking insanely fine coffee.. a perfect life.. hitting the points in the morning then grinding some bags in the arvo.. its along way from living in the van next to the toilet block at the Tairua carpark.. the photo is of a bag of beans from his personal stash.. one cup and your fucked, you better be hitting the water when the 'ffine hits...

Outta here..

Erins contracts up, they spilt oil up here and the swell is moving down the coast... Time to go.. Vicco here we come...
Only drama is we've got fit this and four people

Into this...

By the way the curve overstayer boardbag is passing all expectations..
and heres some fine music to start journey with

sorry..

To Rog, Mike and Matt, sorry I missed you guys at the fry...looks like it was heaps of fun..would of loved to have sat in on Rog and Rich Pavel chatting.. but I've been up the coast surfing this...