Appeared in Popular Mechanics Magazine, September 1924 (page #362).
Photo credit: unknown.
"For those who enjoy the sport of surf riding, a pneumatic board
that is inflated with a hand pump has been placed on the market. It is
constructed of a durable, rubberized fabric and has ribs which hold it
flat for riding on the surface. It will support the weight of a heavy
person. When deflated, it folds up into a small bundle weighing about
six pounds, and is four feet eight inches long and twenty inches wide
when blown up. It is said to be safer for the rider and other bathers
than those of wood and cork. Bright-colored designs give the new boards a
Retrievable on Google Books online: where, in addition to the
magazine text, someone was inspired enough to write names, patent
numbers and addresses in pencil in the margins of their copy.
The apparent difference in chamber configuration is interesting.
after a 6 month dry dock, except for SUP-in and crabbin, I’m in the
water once more. We’re at the northwest tip of the continental US, Neah
Bay/Cape Flattery. Stunning scenery, not so stunning waves, this
morning anyway, but I went out anyway. Brockway would’ve. Mainly I had
to test out my wetsuit/bootie combo in the 50F ocean. Not bad,
really. Hands might suffer in an extended go-out, but all in all quite
tolerable. It was about 2’-3’ and mainly just walls. Sandbars not
doing so well at the moment. Still felt GREAT though.
an interesting day yesterday as we left Vancouver Island. Got skunked
at both Jordan River and Sombrio, by the by. Beginning to think I’m a
bit of a surf jinx. The walk into Sombrio is awesome, though. Turns
out in Canada our Columbus Day is their Thanksgiving!! Oh, so THAT’S
why there’s so much traffic and the campgrounds are all a-buzz. In
spite of that we managed to find a spectacular camping spot by a river,
complete with running salmon and many critters after them — bears,
humans, eagles, seals swimming up river and hunting in teams.
thought we’d bug out on a Sunday on a long weekend. Seemed like a
plausible plan. Downtown Victoria ought to be pretty quiet.
Ordinarily, I suppose that would’ve been the case, EXCEPT, for the
marathon due to begin almost the moment we arrived!! Streets blocked off
in all directions, and naturally Google Maps is of no help in such a
situation. With the assistance of a couple very helpful peace officers,
and some gaps between real competitors and walkers, we made it to the
I intended to write an account of my time
in Raglan for your blog, but the truth was, surf-wise, it was pretty
unremarkable. I just
wasn’t feeling like the experience I had (which was more
focused on my friends and the quiet beauty of the place than on the surf) would have
fit the surfmatters bill.
But now I’m home, dog walking full time. The contrast was profound upon
included a few pictures that might be nice for Surfmatters.
were talking about mat riding in artificial wave pools a while back, this is what I
was living in! Without a lot of good surf on this trip, I though a lot
about the broader picture of what “surfing” meant to me… and it was
appreciating the whole experience, the environment, the journey to the
shore, the weather, the animals, the people. Steve Pezman wrote
something I agree with in a recent Surfer’s Journal to the effect that
surfing was all these extramural things; that wave pool surfing was something, but not surfing.
was SOME quality wave riding though :)
Right at the end of my trip. I
had to go find it away from Raglan, dog-sitting down in the same fertile
wave zone as last time. That vacation-within-a-vacation delivered good,
uncrowded surf every day. I only brought mats - my Lotus, and the two
I left for my friends four years ago, my Standard and my first
ever mat from you, the Tracker Roundtail, circa 2010. Both these mats
still held air :) and both went great! Those sessions were like dying
and going to heaven - long rides without crowds or even anyone at times
(!), and plenty of room to refine/explore how to maneuver and make it
down the line. Mostly at the long left hander in the photos, pictured on
different days in different moods. My go-to spot, five minutes from
where I was staying :)
The messy right hand point reminded me of the spot Nat Young and GG rode in Crystal Voyager.
funny story to go with one of the photos: the golden retriever I was
sitting was pouting because his family was away, and then he disappeared
overnight. I was terribly worried, and emailed the owners the next
morning. They told me to get in their car and head out like we were
setting out for his walk. Not 30 seconds down the road, the damn guy
appeared in my review mirror INSIDE the car - he’d spent the night in the
Another photo shows the ripples running along
the inside of the harbor. The little waves made a sublime sound,
something like a bucket of water pouring, an almost laughing sound... incredibly soothing and relaxing.
Also included a few images of some of the more choice book covers from the little bookstore I worked in.
this was meant to be brief :)
Really hoping you guys are well, and that
we all make this gnarly section that’s looming ahead….