Malogua Movember?

It's the last day of Movember! I am very proud of our Surfrider team - together we have raised almost $1,700 for men's health, while having a very good time doing it. Please consider a small donation to a worthy & some would say stylish cause: http://mobro.co/chad

Perhaps next year we should form a Movemeber Malogua team?

Sneak log attack!

Yesterday, November 29th a surprise log alert was issued at Church.

Thanks to a benevolent friend I was alerted that Church looked pretty good. I called a lunch time audible and headed down to find Church just about as good as it gets.

Surf: overhead
Weather: tropical clouds & glass
Water: 60's
Crowd: very light
Stoke: 10+

High Carb Diet

Looks like the Chicken a la Crema has worked.

Welcome to the family!

A beautiful 10'0" Banana was happily taken off the hands of an aging Harbour jonzer from Fullerton yesterday afternoon in my office parking lot between patients.

Fruit Bats

A dream was fulfilled last night. Finally, after an 8 year jones I was able to catch the Fruit Bats for an absolutely death raging show at the Troubador. Great crowd, heavy magnification and awesome music. At the last minute I was joined by a very Stokes Josh Berger.

What can I say?

TDWU, has there ever been a more perfect expression of one's state of mind? Stoke, strength, magnified, and contemplating his next move- Hurricane Leon makes landfall in Mag Bay

Côte des Basques

This just in from Eugene Alper - Surfrider rep from Montauk.
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> Sunny and 75 degrees no wind
> McCluskey and I surfed here today at Guethary, or should I say we got our asses kicked.
> We're still smilin though.
> zoom in on the pic for full effect.
> Euge

My head is a flame

Somes cobbs and a couple of their respective whips and a bromantic date had the pleasure of witnessing Portugal. The man jam out a great set at the Avalon that left us wanting more. A few wisely cashed it in while others headed off in search of a deeper rage, which was a bust.

See a PTM review here.

Charles Dickens

As the sun set last night, there was no telling what the morning might bring...

When morning broke, the Cranberry Stick was waxed and ready.

And a quick look revealed some waves starting to line up at the point.

But there was little indication of the "J" that would follow...

LOG ALERT - CHARLES DICKENS

3 hours of overhead lined up walls running down the reef from the rock all the way to the pistons with hardly a soul and no other loggers for the first half of the session. Long, long, long noserides intermixed with the occasional and inadvertent cover up including an accidental double b.

Oh Katia, you sexy storm. Thank you for your gentle embrace.

He's back....

Commercialization of robing a good thing?

What are you bombing?

After a great 2 hour session of some real bombs (note: the big set waves here usually break inside that outer reef that this wave is breaking over) I got caught inside the bay and when attempting to duck dive a close out my board was ripped from my hands & my leash snapped. After getting sucked south and out again by a rip and after a 10 wave set, I finally swam in to find my board broken into a dozen pieces. The inside waves breaking against the rocks were so vicious I couldn't even recover the broken pieces. RIP 5'8" Pod.

And then there were three...

Or were there?

"I'm starting to realize that the real problem here is knowing the future. If knowing the future didn't make the present so annoying, it could be fun."
- M. Miller July 16, 2009

Silver Malogua in Arches NP

Irene Wreaks Havoc on Plans

What was supposed to be a one night visit, turned into a 4 day ordeal as Hurricane Irene formed over Vieques and left the roads of la Isla Nena impassable, the faucets dry and the lights off. By Monday, there wasn't even any ice left to keep the Medallas cold and all flight plans had to be delayed. Now that order is restoring on the islands, we must see where Irene lands next before making a new flight plan. But we will fly before too long.

Enola Gay leaves LA bound for PR

Is Quik going to Kill NY's Aloha?

An interesting Op Ed piece from the NY Times...

"Artists, writers and others in trend-conscious fields are plugged in to New York’s surf scene."

Translation - fashionistas have taken to surfing.

"When New York City surfers cross paths, they greet one another, exchange notes...Anyone who has surfed in Santa Cruz or Huntington Beach — chilly, xenophobic “surf cities” — knows how exceptional this urban aloha is."

Translation - my NY surfing fashionista friends are nice to me. Since we don't live by the beach, we clue each other in to where the surf is on LI. When I travel, nobody dials me in to their local spots.

"The corporate siren song threatens to sour the mood of surfing in New York, which for the moment remains a bastion of surf spirit."

Umm, has this guy been to Montauk??? Has he seen the proliferation of coffee table surf books? The Surf Lodge? The battle for the DitchWitch? What about the Quiksilver store in Times Square?

"It’s not hard to imagine New York’s urban aloha going the way of its Polynesian progenitor, but for the moment a genial, just-folks atmosphere reigns."

Translation - shh. Now that we know where to surf, don't tell anybody else that there are waves here. Locals only.

Cobb, no Cobb

Link to MMJ at the Village

Get on the bus

Those who know say that this Bonnaroo was the best ever - the culmination of 10 years of curation, cultivation, and pervasive magnification.

Please take a minute and check out this photographer's photo essay and take a look for yourself as Sr. Kravitz captured many of the finest moments from the festival.

Off the Shnide!

Finally! All the elements (swell, stoke and strength) came together on the Malogua's maiden voyage to Sano