An abundance of caution to the wind!
But here we are on the very precipice of organized professional surfing’s return at its very top level. The window for our World Surf Leauge’s 2023 championship tour kick-off is but days away and, in the meantime, we can feast upon the Sambazon World Junior Surfing Championship currently in the water at Rob Machado’s Seaside Reef.
Now, those paying attention to various newses over the past few weeks have certainly read, maybe even experienced, the wild amount of rain that California has received. A deluge. An atmospheric bomb. Flushed sewers and proper surf leaving the state’s wave sliders on the horns of a somewhat dilemma.
Is barrel worth the risk of hepatitis?
As you know, Surfline, the official forecasting partner of the World Surf League, recommends NOT entering the water for at least 72 hours after a significant rain event due the aforementioned sewers not to mention various other toxic run-offs and, as I learned from Jen See yesterday, poison oak.
Yuck.
Well, in a shock to health experts, those World Juniors were ordered to paddle into the brown soup less than twelve hours after the sky opened and motor oil flowed from the hills into the lineup. I’ll admit as to being surprised when driving by Seaside yesterday and seeing singlets in the water. A bold move not seen since children were ordered into dangerous factories during those heady early industrial revolution days.
Did you think, though, that the World Surf League was capable of such… audacity? For the last few years an “abundance of caution” has been the guiding principle. Making young ones paddle into potentially lifelong debilitating disease seems… exciting.
An abundance of cation to the wind.
Filipe Toledo put on notice.
Nice to see Chas write an endearing pro WSL piece for once.
Everyone’s surfed in shit water for good waves before. It’s a very nice contest to watch – the waves are good, the young surfing is excellent and the commenary free-er than at the WT contests. I’m enjoying this one a lot.
Just say no
Teenage mutant Wozzle surfers
Bum sex with Pammy, shooting up with rockers, eating tainted shellfish or surfing California? What would be your preferred method?
A> all the above.
Cations are underrated.
Everyone has been getting aids for the last two years
Well, not everyone
From the study that surfline always cites with no rain you have a 1.5% chance of infection. After it rains it doubles to a whopping 3%.
I’ve surfed after rains my whole life and just got my first infection from a cut on my foot a week or two back.
Foot still there?
Yeah I just took antibiotics and it was fine.
They need to send the old dude from manly dunnies to finish the job
who Bexy?
haha he be ruining DY!!
Hahaha fuck yeah, then rip some cones with him.
Little Fili could be on NS inoculating himself against fear with good friends Lau and Fioravanti. Surely catching a couple bombs at Waimea would silence his critics, and steel the nerves for Pipe. Nah, instead he’s launching into head high sand bottom barrels at porto
That’s sick that he’s pushing his limits in some So Cal death Slabs.
He’ll win the title again because the waves will suck again this year. WSL must share the blame with Surfline, which clearly says (for just one example) the best surf in Indo is in July. Why would WSL hold its 2022 WCT Indo contest in May? Probably trying to save money.
Good for their immune system. Kids these days to pampered.
Bicko where are you? Cronulla surfer in the water.
I’ll watch because Rosy is commentating.
How do you know?
Because I just watched it for an hour. It was kaipo and rosey.
I thought you were talking about the upcoming Pipe contest in late January/early Feb., which the BG article mentioned, if I remember right.
South African accents…
Mornings with BG::::::
It’s never the alarm. Usually it’s the first hint of light slipping over the horizon, or the birds waking up, maybe even some stiff wind through the trees. Something drags me up out of a dream state, pulls me, reluctantly, into the new day. …
Coffee is essential. Straight. Black as night. Stronger than a stiff offshore wind. Beans grown in a Caribbean soil strafed by hurricane winds and political violence. …
Technology is a two-headed beast. Tap the phone, and work messages proliferate, like a growing pool of quicksand threatening to choke off the crisp air of a yet unsullied dawn. …
But without it, where would I be? I’m dependent. Where is the tribe? What is the weather? Who is scoring? Will the nukes be launched? Tech winks at me, beckons me with the siren song of answers to these questions and more, answers that I know will always leave me with more questions. …
I resist, like Odysseus strapped to the mast. I grip my coffee tighter, stand bolted to the ground, eyes fixed on the morning mist outside my window. I struggle against the psychic bonds that keep me safe from the succubus. …
But then I remember — BG. What heathen bile have Chas and DR wrought? What impish muckraking has turned the industry upside down this morning? My god, am I missing the sweet milk and honey of another Warshaw seminar, or J See “like you were there” prose river, or even Paul T explosion of letters that sometimes make words and even paragraphs?? …
And what of the comments?? That luscious spring of wit and wisdom, the well that nurtures in me a kind of surf solipsism, an enduring impression of a world where the comments and I are one. …
Damn you BG! Damn you surf succubus!! One day, one day I shall resist!!! But that day is not today …
Are you always so melodramatic , must be some good coffee
the best … I’ll send you some. You’ll be posting sonnets in no time.
Now this is a tasty waffle!…….Grammar being the diabetic episode inducing sauce!
Ha … thx, some extra sauce for sure.
half a cup down of Maxwell House instant and a bolt of sugerless Bull…we’re off to the races!
ditto, RL…’cept I just awoke to an early AM spam call (phone usually unplugged for that very reason) and broke out of a lucid dream probably caused by a review of Cabo pics (see somewhere if my memory serves me right) panga fishin with Dad. Was wandering around the littered & tight-spaced alleys and street cafes and bars running into some familiar faces but always lost: keys, wallet, cigs, looking for my brothers…strangers kept telling me that George was looking for me. It might have also been a carry-over from watching the Sambazon and (also volume off) interviews with toe-head young ladies that for sure had South African accents. Come to find out via the VIP BG that the contest is at Seaside. So yeah, as the day turns to night and the night turns into day…BG corrects my upside down world and your post makes my New Day!
In reality, George was my Dad’s mentor in the 50s & 60s & 70s & 80s…salesmen in the pipe and supply business. Am woke-up now!
Cabo dreams, spam calls, and Seaside contests — a pure SoCal day … & good god, I hope George found you. I’ll send some melodramatic coffee to help make that dream state transition pure.
For George, By-George…
“Once a year and its that time again
A precious Christmas card from George L.
What a character and what A Wonderful Life
Just got off the phone with Betz
Another character and what A Wonderful Life…
Truly Blessed are us that you both have prayed for
Last talked with you on a Christmas Day
And you spoke so eloquently about working with Dad…
Both of you coming thru The Depression and making a living.
The steel plants of the Midwest, you two toured…
In order to help build the infrastructure for our fine California…
I’ve followed in your footsteps and worked for some of the heaviest industries
That moved west…steel forgers, aluminum mines, metal platers…
Protecting workers working with OSHA and unions and governments agencies…
With one goal in mind…
Keeping Business in Business.
Things have changed, but things remain the same…
As we breath and with every breath we take…
We take the time to think of one another…
And tonight I’m thinking of you…
God Bless, Señor Jorge…
Sincerely,
St. Timothy”
(or while doing my business in the Spanish coal mines, St Timoteo)
(ps. penned this in response to his X-mas card this year…he’s 96 and has sent such cards for 40+ years)
Hahahaa. That’s good, funny writing. The reason why we here. Thanks.
Thanks Greebnurt!
I realize this is a highly political and controversial statement damning me to be thrashed on the very message board but I believe there is a vaccine for Hepatitis.
Back in the pool!
Not for Hep C, D, E, F or G
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