Island Roots

Bet you didn't know that these kind of people settled the Bahamas, hey?

Euriah Knowles, Long Island Bahamas

















Jack Johnson who? Man, we does play sweet, sweet music here.

Long Island, Bahamas





Bahamians are always at the height of fashion.

waxing poetic, again...

"The thing about the rat race is, even if you win, you're still a rat" - Lily Tomlin

"The one thing you never hear people say on their death bed is, 'Gee, I really wish I has worked more.'" - unknown

"The purpose of life isn't to arrive at your funeral with a perfect body to be admired. It is to come sliding in, beat up from the feet up, saying, 'Whew! What a ride!'" - who knows, usually the drunkest person at the bar

I was reading in TransworldSURF the article on the tube. Instantly I remember being at Dog Beach, OB, and pulling into the barrel, stretch-fived, right in front of someone paddling out. I came out dry, and did the smoothest cross-stepped cutback of my life. I had quite literally just quit the corporate world scheme that morning, and started following a childhood dream, to be rewarded by a clean little wave, and a hoot from the crowd.

Now, I don't mean to say that everyone should drop out, and become a deadbeat surfbum. Surely, there are those of us who enjoy the 'normal' road. I don't want to knock that, in anyway. To some, that is the dream, and I'm fine with that.

Thing is, it has been 4 years now, and I am not sure that escaping the rat race is any easier than being a part of it. Same bills to pay, same people on the road, same car to fix, taxes to pay, etc. I guess you have to weigh the pros and cons of everything. Is more time off/getting those clean days more important than having a savings account? Is wearing flip flops and a tshirt more important than a steady income?

When I get time to think back on the happiest moments in my life, they circle around a lifestyle that being on the fringe of society provided. Oddly, they are not all surf related either. And, there is usually a time of, "Jesus, how am I going to pay for ....," shortly thereafter. I wouldn't give up those memories for anything though.

So, what exactly am I trying to say? Hell, I don't know. This is as much for my benefit as those of you bored by reading this. Life is a gamble. It is short, hard, and full of head/heartaches. But, maybe, if we follow our dreams, the rewards will make all the other stuff seem small in comparison. -that can also be read as a question.

wrong on so many levels

look into my eyes, and tell me what i'm thinking...

living my life like its Golden

www.magicseaweed.com

what's in pavel's garage?

http://www.allaboutsurf.com/articles/pavel?pg=6

beat13

www.beat13.co.uk

Fo-rillaz

www.gorillaz.com

The world's best virtual group?

no pop outs

SK mowing out another raw blank

kane garden

jenny from the block

Just had a conversation with an old 'friend' that has become fairly well off - by questionable means, no doubt. To put things into perspective, this is taking place on an island with one road from end to end(Queen's Highway it's called), with no stop lights, 3 actual stop signs, and a few loops that reconnect to the same road. the island is roughly 60 miles long, and there are just over 5000 people that live here. There are no movie theaters, shopping malls, convenience stores, and only 3 gas stations. A few mom an' pop restaurants, bars, and stores. There is only one nightclub, aptly named 'The Club,' if you want to call it a club - there's one way in and one way out through revolving bar doors.

Go back to this person in question. They are now very successful, yet claim to be still the 'true, true Bahamian' they always were. Fine, happy to hear it. Throughout the night 'erryting' was certainly not 'true true' though. Drinking only the best of whatever they had(who you trying to impress?), rolling in a very expensive car(where you going to go?), only talking to the foreigners, and avoiding locals and other friends(who's gonna help you if you really need it?) Hmm...right.

Nothing wrong with making money, we all need it these days. Nothing wrong with being successful either, I wish that for everyone.

But, seems to me, if you have to say someting like Ms. Lopez', "Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got/I'm still Jenny from the block," you certainly aren't.

need it say more?

http://magicseaweed.com/photoLab/viewPhoto.php?photoId=7680

timing is everything

"Hi Rob
How are things? Just curious to know if you are still coming to cornwall. I can still offer you a job if you are interested."

why is it that things like this happen when there is no way you can take advantage of them...

o mesmo dia. gigante #2

no sei exatomente, mas pode ser praia mole?

Gigante

Brazilian Bomb

a matter of perspective

not so secret spot in yorkshire...

www.coldwatersoul.co.uk

sleek by design

www.marinecreatures.com

heaving brazil

heaving campeche, 3m +/-

run come celebrate

this is the first day of the rest of your life...

might as well make the most of it

itchy feet syndrome

http://www.coldwatersoul.co.uk/

so, is it the extra effort? the lack of fanfare? or just the newest line of so called extreme-ness that makes cold water surfing feel so much more rewarding? maybe its knowing that everyone else out there will probably be changing on the side of the road holding their towel, and is just as cold as you. could it be all the coffee you drank before paddling out?

or, maybe its because of all the ice cream headaches...

whatever it is, seems like more and more people are heading for cold water sufspots, and avoiding the crowds.

for me, seeing pictures like this one, sums it all up. i can't wait.

women skaters in the '70s

Chris Ballantyne, pt2

"Sunny Expectancy", 2003, installation view, peres-projects, acrylic on wall, acrylic on panel, and acrylic and watercolor on paper

lo-brow bbq(it never tasted so good...)

carry your gorceries home, and bbq them...

mobile bbq - genious!