A look at California’s plan to use desalination in combatting the drought
If you live and surf in California, you’re likely aware that fresh water is in short supply. But you may not know that the state is turning to the Pacific for aid during the drought crisis. The Sacramento and San Joaquin rivers are 11 trillion gallons below normal seasonal levels, snowpack and groundwater levels are
Sizing up the dangers of oil exploration along the East Coast
“Seismic airgun testing will cause catastrophic impacts to the marine ecosystem, including injury or death to hundreds of thousands of whales and dolphins. It will also set the stage for offshore drilling off the Atlantic coast, a dirty and dangerous practice that threatens the health of our oceans and coastal communities.”
Five reasons why local handshapes should always have a place in your quiver
We all know that the era of mass-produced handmade surfboards has come and gone. The biggest board manufacturers in the world rely on design programs and CNC machines more than skilled hands and power planers. But hand shaping hasn’t vanished from the earth—it just changed its address. Instead of residing in big factories, it’s moved into backyards, garages, and tool sheds. And while today’s hand shapers may not be able to churn out the same volume of boards as the biggest brands in the industry, they have more than a few redeeming qualities.
Why we should embrace the wavepool revolution
Is a person riding a manmade wave still considered a surfer? Well, are people skiing manmade snow still considered skiers? Technically, riding a wave is surfing no matter where the wave comes from. Yet there are those that believe wavepools will eliminate the very essence of surfing by taking randomness out of the equation and making waves uniform. They presume that riding the same perfect, clean, barreling wave over and over would make surfing feeling stale. Really?
By pandering to our shrinking attention spans, modern surf films are losing their charm
With progression inevitably comes exclusion. Things are left behind, and we seldom stop to look back. We’ve moved on. Progressed. Matured, maybe. But nostalgia creeps in the wake of what was lost, and we become curiously aware of something missing. Pick any of the best modern films and you’ll see the same phenomenon: Bottom turn to air. Bottom turn to air. The occasional pump into a barrel. Bottom turn to tail throw. Cue lifestyle shot. Nobody’s paddling anymore. Nobody’s taking off, dropping in, linking maneuvers, or kicking out. It’s all been left on the cutting room floor. Deemed unnecessary. We never get to see that moment when the wave stacks up and the surfer decides to go for it. The complete ride in surf films is on the verge of extinction.