Double double (exposure in camera)

textish tuesday

Text # 1
"Yeah you better be into r and b and hip hop by the time i'm back. and house!"

Text # 2
"Time for you to go home and be a productive member of society again"

Text # 3
"Expect to hear that you jogged home in preparation for Maldives"

Text # 4
"Worked from home yesterday and surfed K's . South swell and north winds, perfect arvo"

Text # 5
"Your handwriting analysis fails dismally. Did you have a nice time at X?"

Out of Jail

Equatorial Reef Shack

Most nights we would anchor 

on the calm, western side of various atolls 

where expensive holiday accommodation abounded. 

But come morning, 

we would up anchor to spend a day 

in a reef pass with views like this 

from the porthole.

The afternoon ritual consisted of

lazing on the top deck at dusk 

sore and surfed out 

in a post-session daze 

waiting for the tropical light show. 

The shooting stars were a bonus.

Monochrome Monday

Late For the Sky

I'm calling it early. Winter is over. Spring has sprung out of that dirty big hole in the ozone.

Crowds are back as surfers give up on their footy teams' ability to win a grand final.

There's new sprouts in old growth areas and despite the menace of magpies, kids are tearing themselves away from the cyber playground to thrash their deady treadlies. Hello spring suit. Goodbye steamer.

Last Sunday

Last Sunday I heard lots of funny words from friends,

felt the power of the brine propelling my 85 kg mass shorewards and

marvelled at the interplay between winter light and time on our island.

Stoked!

Where the Cows have no names

With sunny winter days

and crisp cold nights

It's time to head north

To my mother's country

Where the cows have no names

Where warm little waves

rumble over sand

To catch up with friends

And maintain the stoke

Mono MOnday

Celebration roses

from the Australian bush

for my American 

friends

on this chilly

4th of July

Happy

Independence Day

World Wide Winter

"It sure been a cold, cold winter
My feet been draggin' 'cross the ground
And the fields has all been brown and fallow
And the springtime take a long way around"
from Winter by the Rolling Stones' album Goats Head Soup 1973
You could be forgiven for wondering about the scientific validity of Global Warming for a nanosecond or two down here. It feels more like the ice age is coming - the world wide winter. Rubber up.

PS Gaston's "missing" board is still out there somewhere - if you see please pass on the info.

Eddie Would Go

Ed Hardy that would be. Now out in the latest edition of my favorite graffiti, art and kustom kulture mag: Juxtapoz

Turn out the lights

They sold me a six foot board with four fins and a stack of DVDs. They put on free music and single fin surf comps. They provided a surf friendly meeting place for tall tales of tube time to be told.

And now Solace Surf Shop is about to close their doors for good this Saturday. Just so wrong. All the best for the future and BIG THANKS.

"When the music's over

turn out the lights"

from When the Music's Over by The Doors  1967

Two Donny's

Donny Bro

Sunshine Beach

Autumn

2011

Guitar Weekend

This weekend the Vintage Amp and Guitar Show is on in our part of the island. So I'll be mooching around with my camera soaking up the vibes of those who can actually knock out a respectable cover or a tune of their own.

Fortunately, I have my old mate Tony to explain the nuances. That's him above on the road somewhere. We don't catch up enough but when we do, the decades seem to evaporate as our conversation swings from tube amps to catching tadpoles together in Year 2 to new music worth mentioning to unmentionable (here), yet hilarious adventures from the road or beach or campsite. Mate, this note's for you.