"A life lived well by any measure."
Early reports have it that the Southern California surfer and businessman, Dan Flecky, has passed. A stroke was listed as the cause of death.
Dan Flecky hadn’t surfed much of late, like many of us, and had actually moved to the landlocked state of Missouri a few years ago. His social accounts were mostly full of the country life on the Lake of the Ozarks.
He actually appeared to be very happy.
Let’s talk about some earlier days.
Straight up, when Dan paddled out, during his prime, he fucking ripped.
But, he also kept up a very appropriate underground vibe during those creepy early days of the mid 70’s. He eventually became one of So Cal’s established ‘pros’ and was featured in considerable advertising as well as editorial coverage in the surf rags of the time. His unique 50/50 board color scheme becoming his trademark.
Solid in Hawaii, good sponsors, seamless jump back and forth from HB to Newps (Which he did often and what was not an easy task), he was an early inspiration to many of us groms. In retrospect, Dan almost single-handedly filled the weird gap in Southern California surfing that almost went silent once the Mike Purpus show faded, and then reemerged almost a decade later with the Echo Beach scene and other pockets of progression up and down the coast.
Dan not only made the jump, but was right amongst it with the slightly younger Newport crew that had begun re-imagining surfing during that period.
As one of Peter Schroff’s early muses, Dan helped push Pete’s experimental equipment and should be noted as a key player who bridged surfing from the soul of the early 70’s to something more futuristic well into the 80’s.
As the pro surfer thing began to fade, Dan opened a low-key but important silkscreen business located right at ground zero of the nascent surf industry in Costa Mesa. He was, literally and figuratively, very well positioned as many of his customers were some of the same small start-ups that eventually turned into surfing’s biggest brands. Quik, Billabong, Maui and Sons, and many, many more, all used Dan as an important supply chain partner during this time.
Shortly after, he and his partner Jack Martinez launched the notorious but very successful Black Flys eyewear line. If there was a company having more fun during the early 90’s, I must have missed something.
From Warshaw’s Encyclopaedia of Surfing,
“(It) soon earned a reputation for its lurid marketing campaigns, including parties of Caligula-like decadence, a promo video called Rat F@#ed, and an ad blitz featuring large-breasted strippers wearing nothing but strategically placed Black Flys stickers. In 1996, the company did $10 million in sales.”
However, as priorities changed, Dan check out to Missouri but was still the same dry, sarcastic, smart-ass we knew him for on his socials. He loved him some Facebook.
We’ll miss you brother, but congrats on a life well lived, by any measure.
Safe travels Dan.
His dad’s name is…..David David?!??
Died of vax….er…..blood clot
What kind of seizure kills a kid that young? Epilepsy?
Fake news, this guys far too cool to have gone. He’s eating beef jerky and slurping up rivers of ice cold fizzy steinlager beer off some ravishing supermodel (that’s better than anything Brady’s ever had) in some sort of perfect surf ShangriLa with endless barrel’s
Life is short.
Jesus Saves.
This life is less than a drop of water in the Ocean of Eternity.
always raises my spirits, too! sometimes necessary when the news is bleak/
Did you shoot the naked girl in the shore break, station 9?
Was surfing State Beach one glassy afternoon, alone in quality combo swell. This model/stripper shows up in the shore break and begins posing for two photogs. Must have been high tide because i was finishing each ride close to shore. Model stripped naked except for sun glasses, rolling around vamping for the camera. I thought, wow, Penthouse is shooting an edit in full view of the main tower? Balls out considering the state park cops should have seen them. My last wave rode right by her, she was gorgeous.
One photog says damn it looks fun out there. I noticed it was Dan “ Are you kidding? This is a sunglass shoot?” He got this weird smile and this left came in and we both stopped focusing on the girl.
I paddled back out and he had no board with him, he was “working” although the photog seemed to be doing most the work. Sure enough, State Park coppers arrived and shut it down.
Got home, told my neighbor and he was so excited…. BF had invited him to go on their week to Tav coming up. The infamous trip to Tav. Was told that Druku banned Flecky and BF. The stories were crazy, they took “models” too. Wild stuff, my neighbor came home with epic stories.
At least it wasnt Autumn…teasing you again
Hahahaha. That pre or post OB session tunes in the jungle?
Those ads were pretty outrageous. It was yin yang to the reef ads, less soul, more … grit.
Care to share a few outtakes?
Two out the last three blogs on Beachgrit are regarding deceased.
New editorial pivot to be the obituary of the surfing world?
Hardly antidepressants
You haven’t died until you’re dead on beachgrit.
Deadgrit
Right on Preston.
Met Dan in Australia in’80 and traveled a quarter the continent doing comps….laughing and dividing the dames. RIP fun brother Man.
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Black flys parties Sydney late 90s, 00s off the hook !!! sick sunnies too!!