Just took a few photos of people enjoying the waves at Croyde on Mothering Sunday. Instead of surfing I was cooking lunch and then walking to Baggy Point. I didn't mind though - I've just been discovering the joys of a good swell at Saunton combined with my 6'6 Archie's Left. Plenty of nice clean waves last week basically and a promising few days to come. Nice, joyous waves, after a frustratingly dark winter of paddling through tons of work rather than surfing.
Ben Barnes took this photo of me near Woolacombe - he did well managing to get a few snaps after the drop before the waves closed out on me! They were breaking too fast at the shit pipe the other day. He'll take photos of you surfing for a few quid. Get in touch with him via Facebook here >>
It struck me while watching this how insane this all is. I wonder if I'm going to get a good wave when I go for a surf, but I travel a handful of miles and go for 15 to 30 waves in a session I suppose. I think it's a bit far to go down the coast and nervously explore an unfamiliar break. Andrew Cotton (like other big wave surfers) plan a few days ahead, travel to different countries and all in the hope that they might find that one significant ride. (Not to mention the fact that he's doing this coming from Devon when most big wave surfers will come from Hawaii, California, Australia or other places blessed with grand local surf.)
I mean - how hard do you want to make it? How unlikely and how much of the whole experience gets shifted into the framework of logistics, travel, preparation and training? Cotty deserves his own biographical movie. He's a compelling surfer and as a person is achieving amazing things considering he wasn't born near a world class surf break. He looked so bloody happy chatting after that amazing left - you could see the joy of all that preparation, gambling, risk and hope paying off with a ride he deserved to find.
Super film and editing work by Mikey Corker to bring these adventures home to us too.
Been so busy with work and life. I've not surfed so little since I started - especially with the early dark now. Probably only getting in once a week. I've become a 'weekend warrior' while living five minutes from the beach. Again this morning I had to watch people surfing for five minutes before getting back to the computer. I'm complaining, but I deeply understand the spoiled and imbalanced nature of my complaint when placed in world perspective.
This was Woolacombe this morning before the wind trashed it.
Did you watch the ASP J-Bay Open, live online? Specifically the Occy vs Curren heat?
I've warmed to the ASP World Tour over the years, realising that it promotes and helps the sport to support itself when surf companies are struggling to survive and it also, due to it's competitive nature, gives us surfing moments with a drama that otherwise wouldn't exist. (Who can forget Slater unbelievably emerging from that 'Perfect 10' scoring barrel at Hossegor 2010?) The excitement is further enhanced for me by the fact that my Fantasy Surfer team is currently seventh overall! Anyway, I was looking forward to J-Bay anyway.
It also happened that I watched the surf movie "Instruments of Change" by Simon Saffigna the other day. We all know, or should, a bit about Tom Curren and Mark Occhilupo. It was Tom Curren who I was interested in though. I've been amazed by the style of his famous 'first wave' of his at J-Bay (his smooth bottom turns appear 'jet-propelled'!) ever since reading about it in Tom Anderson's wonderful book "Riding the Magic Carpet". I'm still dying to see the Rip Curl "Search" movie, so if anyone can help me get a copy on DVD I'd be eternally grateful. I've loved Tom's surfing in other films like "Idiosyncrasies", however, I wasn't prepared for what a pleasure "Instruments of Change" is. Especially as an older surfer it's really compelling to watch the seasoned style and warm stoke of Curren and Occy - not to mention Gary Elkerton (filmed getting a bomb of a barrel!) compared directly with the jumpy, staccato performance surfing of the groms they take with them (Pat Curren, Kalani Ball and Keanu Asing). The ability of these elder statesmen, with their new-found middle-aged girth (of varying degrees), is astounding and it's beautiful to watch; not to mention inspiring to middle-aged surfers like me. Not only is the surfing great, but it's beautifully filmed with the camera following them from just behind the lip of the wave, I guess filmed from a jetski or something, but it felt like something I'd not quite seen before and really makes you feel like you're following the surfers along the wave.
So, because of this, I made sure I was sitting down to watch the Curren vs Occy heat live on my laptop. I'm not kidding - Curren's first good wave nearly brought a tear to my eye. After watching the current pros lose their positioning and make mistakes the unbelievable fluid precision with which Curren negotiated his a wave was just mesmerising. To see someone combine such style along with a scientist's eye for trajectory was exciting and an education - and at fifty years of age on good sized pumping J-Bay walls! Curren's 10 scoring wave that rocked up next though was unbelievable. It was surfing unfolding - live - in a way that seemed unimaginable. It's perhaps, for me, the greatest sporting live event I've ever watched. I don't quite know why I feel so emotional about it but it felt like watching his first J-Bay wave, combined with Michael Peterson's cutback, Hynson & August surfing Cape St Francis and Miki Dora surfing Malibu, but LIVE. It felt like the history I would've loved to be part of being performed in front of me: now. Something significant. Dear Tom Curren: thankyou! And thankyou J-Bay for showing up with a well-timed swell and rubbing out the plague of air-reverses.
Now if you haven't watched that wave then watch it now. And then watch it again…
Five years of surfing now, have finally led to me surfing a tricky spot that I've been looking at for years. (These are not me - they're pics I took while browsing.)
A bad move and you end up on the rocks (I did once with–luckily–no damage), there's lots of paddling to do to keep in the right spot but had the best waves of my life and left super stoked! It's spots like this that you find it's clear why you shouldn't rock up and surf it to tick off a box. It's sketchy and pretty unnerving to see your fins flying so close to the rocks now and again. But oh - so nice!!!!
Big waves, sketchy windy days, I haven't had the time to go and find the sheltered/better spots so it's been lots of testing surfs. Some good, some bad. Really enjoyed a surf in clean 2ft the other day, simply because it made a refreshing change from overhead stuff. This Winter's sorted out the surfers who have the time, dedication and skills to go and find the super waves from most of us who've been carrying on grabbing waves at our local breaks when winds/tides allow. So for some it's been the best Winter in years, for most of us it's been difficult: for everyone pretty tiring! Looking forward to some eeeeeeeeaaaaaasy summer surfs...
Some super fun waves - wish it was like this more often! Had loads of thoughts in the water: this is perfect, I'm not making the most of it, shit that wave is a bit big, I love this board, I'm a shit surfer, I'm not a bad surfer, this is beautiful, shite my shoulders hurt, I wish there was no such thing as getting tired, getting old, I'll never get barrelled, voooooooom, freeeeeezing. I don't think I particularly enjoy those 'one good wave - session save' days, I prefer a fun solid session with lots and lots of waves. Surfing's hard and I've had enough of it being too hard. A bit of ease/confidence is good for your surfing progression. More waves = more turns = more improvement. I bet you could improve more on one wave at Bells than ten short rides at Wooly? What bloody lovely surf. Lovely. I think when you can do a proper carving, full-speed roundhouse is when you move from being an average surfer to pretty good. Pleasure in surfing is so fickle. You have to enjoy the whole experience. I love my new 7mm round toe boots this winter. Love them. My toes love them. Getting too cold is a spoiler. A friend had gastroenteritis and missed these two good days. I'm glad I didn't have gastroenteritis. Surfing really, really is like drug addiction - hit hunting. It's also a lot like fishing. It's like fishing for crack.
As we progress in surfing people talk about nailing your pop up. Getting your pop up right. But that is already the essential mistake: from the moment you start surfing there is a tendency to talk about your pop-up in the singular.
'Popping up' is actually - it becomes clear - a whole set of manoevres and skills as varied as airs or bottom turns. There is the long glide into slow pop-up, there is the emergency speed pop-up as you fall down the face of a late take-off and everything in between. That is why popping up remains one of the main things you're constantly learning as you progress in surfing. When I remember learning, optimistically studying 'the' pop-up (hands under your chest, one movement jump into squatting - they say,) and I remember what an idealistic idea I had of getting to my feet: that it was something that could be 'sorted out'. Done. Learned with an end to it. I mean, my popping up is undoubtedly much improved: I will make most and have taken a healthy step towards the other end of the scale. I enjoy late drops with that feeling of weightlessness until the fins grip the face, though at my age I prefer an early take-off, planing before I pop-up and perhaps with time for a little fade before the first bottom turn. But, I know how different my pop-ups are between boards and waves and states of physical exhaustion!
All I'm saying is that if you're at the beginning of your surfing journey - just don't think of "the" pop-up as singular in kind or that popping-up a minor obstacle before you surf that wave. Getting to your feet has to become skilled, spontaneous, varied and part of surfing: you're surfing before you pop-up. Think of the pop-ups as manoevres to be enjoyed: we all know a successful late drop is ecstatically heart-warming. As you get better you paddle, you have time to look along the wave as you catch it, you're surfing now - you're a bodyboarder. Then, while you're surfing you have a split second to decide how best to launch yourself onto your feet, transform into a stand-up surfer and scoot down the face; how you do this will define your first bottom turn; how you then manage your first bottom turn will set up the whole wave.
While I'm on the subject - another great way to support The Museum of British Surfing is using the Easyfundraising website. Once you register with the site a percentage of any purchase at loads of online retailers (like Amazon, M&S, Ebay, Argos etc etc) will be donated to the Museum. I costs you nothing so it's a really good way to help raise funds to support The Museum of British Surfing. You used to have to remember to go to the Easyfundraising website before shopping online, which was a pain and didn't work so well, however, you can now install a fantastic tool that just pops up a bar at the top of your browser when you visit a site that's taking part. So you don't have to remember: just click the 'claim your donation' checkbox when it pops up. This is what you see:
Simple! I've found there are a lot more sites than you'd realise that are involved so once you install this it makes things really, really simple. Do it now! It's only a small donation so the Museum really needs lots of people to register and help out.
On the 8th September Richie Richardo organised a Fancy Dress surf at Woolacombe in aid of the North Devon Hospice. It was really good fun and may well become an annual event.
Advice: don't wear a 'onesie' costume. Rob weighed his after walking back home and it was still 7kg! He had to paddle 'breast stroke' style underwater. My overalls were pretty bad, mainly because they were too tight and I really struggled to pop up. But it was really good fun - Dig won best costume for his Batman outfit. Even though it was last minute lots of people took part. Looking forward to the next one.
Overseeing Batman's adherence to safety procedures.
Group shot... Richie in the middle in particularly fetching drag.
Hammering down the line.
Strolling out, Reservoir Dogs style...
Suited up and frothing for a surf! Andy Bramwell looking particularly smart, me in the middle and Rob Adderley about to discover how heavy an elephant really feels.