10 wildly inclusive Christmas gift ideas for surfers!

And for a man who sure do hate the pool, grinding out laps to the hypnotic cello of Arty Russell, makes a click or two almost bareable.

If the surfer in your life has been grinding out the black line in silence for years, counting strokes, watching the clock, letting the mind wander to dark place, all in the name of fitness or rehab from some recalcitrant joint, this is the quiet indulgence that changes everything.

H2O Audio’s Sonar 2 Pro is a slim, goggle-clipped bone-conduction unit with built-in MP3 storage and a Playlist+ trick that lets you capture streaming tracks offline. No phone in the water, no Bluetooth dropping out at depth.

A real clear rich sound vibrating straight through the cheekbones while the ears stay open.

Come Christmas morning, hand it over with a simple note: “For the miles when silence isn’t golden.”

3. Anything from Dane Reynolds‘ Former 

Former is the surf-skate brand created by Dane Reynolds, Craig Anderson and Austyn Gillette.

Former, in my opinion, is what you wear when you want to be butch enough for the beach, smart enough for school but glam enough for the club.

You can wear the t-shirts tight (like Craig) or you can let them sag in a masculine way like Dane.

It’s refined moodiness, it’s even a little thug (all that monochrome)!

Best thing is the money goes into beer, the biz and it don’t line the fatty accounts of venture capitalists like Billabong, Quik, Rip Curl etc etc and etc.

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4. V13 by Emmanuel Carrere 

If the reader in your life has a taste for the real, the raw testimony, moral ambiguity, the quiet architecture of justice, slip Emmanuel Carrère’s V13 under the tree this year.

It ain’t light holiday fare but comes at a time when it might be appropriate to peer into the ruined lives following an Islamic attack.

Carrère spent ten months in a Paris courtroom, day after day, chronicling the historic trial of the men who planned or aided the November 2015 attacks: the Bataclan, the café terraces, the stadium. One hundred thirty dead, hundreds more broken.

The French call it V13—vendredi 13.

What he delivers isn’t sensational true crime. It’s measured, humane, unflinching. Survivors speak of crawling through blood and silence. Families recount the moment life fractured. Defendants try to explain paths that led to horror. Carrère listens to everyone, judges no one hastily, and somehow finds space for compassion amid the unbearable.

He writes like he’s sitting across the table from you in a dim bar after a long day: precise, dry, occasionally wry, never sentimental. The kind of book that stays with you long after the last page, the kind you press into someone’s hands saying,

“Read this. The world is changing, brother.”

The English translation—V13: Chronicle of a Trial—landed late last year, perfect timing for a winter read by the fire. Hardback feels solid in the hand, like it knows its weight.

5. Freestanding pull-up bar

If the person you’re buying for has been tough talking about getting serious with pull-ups, wants to get a lil pop in his deltoids, this is the gift that doesn’t gather dust in the garage.

7. Any sorta leash

Been in the biz decades now and still there’s days when I’m yelling at the sky, who took all the leashes! I like Creatures if you want a recommendation.