Rumor: Kelly Slater to skip Snapper!

Kelly Slater, still the biggest draw of the World Surf League, is allegedly not even in Australia!

The sun is shining, the birds are singing and the professionals are almost surfing. Oh the thrill of a new year on the World Surf League’s Championship Tour! The Quiksilver Pro Gold Coast at the famed Snapper Rocks kicks off in either two days or tomorrow depending on where you live/when you read this and there is new blood (Jack Freestone, etc.) and old blood (Taj Burrow etc.) and hot blood (Joel Parkinson) and missing blood (Kelly Slater).

Yes! You read that right! In a wild turn of events, a rumor is floating on those New South Welsh pre-cancerous winds that Kelly Slater, eleven time world champion, friend of chia, enemy of genetic modification, is not currently on the Gold Coast and maybe not planning on coming at all.

Apparently, and from a source on the ground, all the surfers were required to report to the event site yesterday. And all the surfers did. All except Kelly Slater who was said to still be in Hawaii.

Of course and of course, The Inertia‘s hero is known for his tricks, for his mind games, for his sleight of hand. And of course and of course he holds all the cards. If he didn’t, say, follow protocol and instead showed up wearing one of Occy’s muumuus instead of an officially sanctioned WSL singlet (for sale in the gift store) five minutes into his heat do you not think event organizers would let him paddle out? Of course and of course they would!

Kelly Slater is a draw. He is a world title threat (not really but let’s pretend). He is a wonderful surfer and the powers know it.

So will he show up? Our source is on “Kelly Watch” and you will know as soon as we do. But in the meantime, let’s read a little more Zach Weisberg:

That’s not to say we don’t take our lickings internally, discuss and make adjustments where appropriate, but we thought it might be a constructive initiative to acknowledge outrage when it happens, attempt to contextualize it and provide insight from our perspective, and give you, our trusty, loyal readers, access to our logic in how and why we do what we do. Contrary to what you might believe, we don’t really want to kill all that you (and we) love. Not yet.

The Inertia staff take their lickings internally? Wow!

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Movie: TB and Pals’ Coconut Water Co!

Amazing and pensive all slow-motion film to promote Villager Goods… 


One month ago,  Chas Smith revealed the nature of Taj Burrow, Jack Freestone, Koa Smith and pals’ new brand, Villager Goods.

Beer? No. Coconut water, yes!

Chas wrote: “Remember St. Archer? The extreme sport craft beer financed by action sport stars that took the world by storm, eventually selling to MillerCoors for multiple tens of millions of dollars?

“I remember when I first heard the concept that I almost spit vodka out my nose. “Another craft beer in San Diego?” I chortled. “Ha!” The market here, for those who don’t know, is gagged with a bazillion tons of hops and barley and mostly hops since IPA is trending hard. And distribution is controlled by very few. How would a dang extreme sport craft beer even begin to compete. “HA!”

“Boy, was I wrong.

“And now the same team is entering another choked market. Coconut water! That’s right, you’ve seen Laura Enever’s post, the word VILLAGER in black on a simple white background. You’ve maybe even followed @villagergoods and seen that same logo tiled across the page.

“But what is?

“Extreme sport Coconut water as financed by action sport stars! I’m sure there is some sort of ecological/giving-back angle. I’m sure it will have electrolytes. I’m sure it will taste good and be branded well. I’m sure they will steal market share and be scooped up.

“Investors include Jack Freestone and Taj Burrow, Taylor Knox, Pat, Dane and Tanner Gudauskas, Laura Enever, and best skateboarder in the world Paul Rodriguez.”

A few moments ago, the gang dropped their first promo film. It features skateboarding, long boarding, a man with a Hasselblad and a Fugazi hat (credibility overload!), a little of JF’s small-wave sorcery, a fine long shot of Laura’s ass, a close-up of Koa’s plum-like tits (double sexism!) and much RED-captured slow-mo.

Watch here! 

(Thanks to Ned Sweet for the link…)

Hot: Nude (maybe) Joel Parkinson!

Let us have a serious discussion about the male form.

Are you a hot-blooded American, Australian, New Zealander, Brazilian, Hawaiian or South African boy? Do you support, even appreciate, equal rights for people no matter the sexual preference but also get a turnt stomach at the thought of lying naked with another man? Are you proudly hetero to the point of buying a t-shirt that reads It’s Great to be Straight?

Well have I got a photo to challenge you! The great, straight Steve Sherman has such a treasured archive and I’ve been flipping through some of his images this afternoon and I stumbled across this right here.

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Look how handsome Mr. Parkinson is! That bone structure, youthfully taut skin, Caesar haircut etc. and how hot does your blood feel now?

But more seriously, is this the most handsome picture of a surfer ever taken? Put aside your childish homo talk and engage seriously, on an artistic level. Handsome? The most?

And gals, please also weigh in! Have you ever seen the male form represented more finely? Right now, if you had to choose, would it be Joel Parkinson (above) or Cristiano Ronaldo (below)?

Panic! So-Cal seas awash in superbugs!

Disease infested feces of the hospitalised dying released into Californian lineups!

Everybody panic! The seas of Southern California are awash in super bugs! You’re gonna die!

In addition to the slurry of dog shit, motor oil, and hypodermic needles that regularly flood the garbage beach break lineups that litter the coast, now you can worry about the disease infested feces of the hospitalized dying.

According to the LA Times: “Researchers have tried for years to raise the alarm about hospital sewage. The sludge includes not just waste from patients suffering from drug-resistant infections but also high levels of antibiotics prescribed to treat them.

“As the sewage mixes, the antibiotics kill off weaker bacteria, leaving the more lethal ones to thrive. The bugs reproduce rapidly, and different species can swap genes, transferring their ability to withstand the drugs.”

In addition to the slurry of dog shit, motor oil, and hypodermic needles that regularly flood the garbage beach break lineups that litter the coast, now you can worry about the disease infested feces of the hospitalized dying.

Actually, maybe it’s not so bad. The article goes on to quote Timeyin Dafeta, Hyperion plant manager.

“…if CRE was present it ‘would be in extremely low concentrations’ because hospital sewage accounts for just 0.5% of the city’s wastewater. We have no indication the effluent is coming back to impact the shoreline.’”

Thank goodness! Dafeta knows best. The waste management plants are there to protect us all, why would they lie?

They wouldn’t, though they might withhold information.

Let’s hop in our internet time machine and take a trip back to 2002, when everyone learned, then seemingly forgot, that the Orange County Sanitation District withheld a study that showed the offshore sewage dump was washing back towards the coast.

“The Orange County Sanitation District report, referred to as ‘The 20 Meter Study,’ found that partially treated waste water from a controversial sewage outfall four miles off the county’s coast washes back to within 11/2 miles of Newport Beach–far closer than previously disclosed. Begun in 1996, the study was never seen by the public, although part of it was made available to regulatory agencies. Newport Beach, Huntington Beach and other coastal cities were not advised about the study’s findings.”

Oh my, hardly a confidence builder.

So what can you, an environmentally conscious BeachGrit reader do?

Not much, besides share the information on social media and hope it scares a few people out of the water. Because we’re plummeting towards a Trump presidency, and it’s only a matter of time before we’re focused on more important things.

Like hiding from the wrath of Trumpian stormtroopers and fighting for scraps of bread in the gutter that was America.

Epidemic: Surfer saves another life!

Come meet Rob Bain, new hero and erstwhile poet!

This 2016 is shaping up to be the Year of the Surfer Lifesaver! It started with Andre Botha saving Evan Geiselman. Then didn’t Kelly Slater save a family? Jamie O saved a bodyboarder and I know I’m forgetting a few and now we have Rob Bain!

Rob who? I had to Google too and thank God for Matt Warshaw. He says, in his Encyclopedia of Surfing masterpiece:

Droll but friendly Australian goofyfooter from Queenscliff, New South Wales; world-ranked #5 in 1990. Bain was born (1962) in Sydney, began surfing at age 10, then all but quit at 13, not long after his father died. He left home at 16, worked a series of laborer jobs, then picked up surfing again in his late teens.

Bain finished third in the 1984 Australian National Titles, turned pro, and steadily worked his way up the ratings, finishing in the top 10 from 1988 to 1991, winning four world-class events in his career, then retired from the international tour. He continued to enter lower-level competitions midway through the 1995 season.

Bain’s wide-stanced, lateral-driving surf style was more functional than graceful, but he earned a reputation as one of the world’s best in bigger, hollower waves. His dry wit made him a favorite with the surf media as well as his peers. “There’s the druggies, the beer guys and the yuppies,” Bain explained in a 1988 profile. “Suppose I’m a bit of each.” In June 1993, Bain made a $500 bet with a friend that he could stop drinking for the rest of the year; on New Year’s Eve he bought a keg with his winnings, and described the first swallow as feeling like “a thousand angels crying on my tongue.”

Droll but friendly! A thousand angels crying on my tongue! Genius.

In any case, now that we are acquainted with dear Rob, he saved the life of a woman caught in a rip at suburban Sydney’s Whale Beach. The Daily Mail reports:

A lazy afternoon swim turned into a rescue mission for former pro surfer Rob Bain on Sunday when he spotted a young woman caught in a rip, struggling to keep her head above water.

The woman was swimming on Whale Beach when she got sucked into a rip and began to have trouble breathing, Mr Bain told Daily Mail Australia.

Before lifesavers could react, Mr Bain began running toward the water and grabbed his surfboard.

‘I went as quickly as I could to get her – I got to her first and got her onto my board and swam her to the side and out of the rip.’

The woman was ‘really scared’ when Mr Bain reached her and told him after that she thought she was going to die, he said.

‘I felt really sorry for her – it’s a horrible feeling,’ Mr Bain said.

As Mr Bain placed the woman on his surfboard, lifesavers were pictured trying to get past the roughly one metre swell unsuccessfully.

A female lifesaver was able to paddle out to Mr Bain and the young woman after a young male lifesaver was flipped over by a wave.

‘It can happen really quickly – it’s interesting to see how quickly someone can go from relatively ok to a real state of distress,’ Mr Bain said.

A hero and a poet!

But how to wake up this morning as the “young male lifesaver flipped over by a wave?” He was also in the article’s headline:

Now THAT’S how to use a board! Former surfing champ Rob Bain, 53, casually paddles to the rescue of a young woman caught in a rip… as a volunteer lifeguard struggles in a one metre swell

Do you think he will reflect on his career choices and maybe find a volunteer office job?

The struggling volunteer lifesaver!
The struggling volunteer lifesaver!


Do you think reevaluating life choices?
Do you think reevaluating life choices?