Thursday, August 30, 2007
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Skip Frye stylin' at the Ranch then...
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
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Thursday, August 16, 2007
SW WIND 5 KT...BECOMING S 10 TO 15 KT WITH GUSTS TO 20 KT. WIND WAVES 2 FT. SW SWELL 3 FT AT 11 SECONDS.
California of the early sixties…
Was the golden age of surfing…
Grannis and Ball shot surf pics…
But surfed & worked too…
Stoner was the man…
Staff shooter at Surf Guide in 64…
Joined Severson’s Surfer mag…
Surf popularity exploded…
With a ½ grand a month…
Gas money & piles of film…
Stoner delivered iconic images…
Of surfing and it’s Heroes…
Cover shot master…
Surf trip chronicler…
Hanging with the coolest of the cool…
60’s psychedelia & surf…
Stoner caught in the vortex…
Mega doses of pure L…
Strange trips in strange directions…
Staring at walls in silence…
Babbling bible passages…
Snapping still perfect pics…
The eye was there…
But the mind was going…
Diagnosed with schizophrenia…
Inner voices, hallucination and paranoia…
Padded cells & straight jackets…
Electro-shock therapy…
The cure worse than the disease…
Stoner was never the same…
Surf & shots had been his life…
Now just a job…
The pure soul was gone…
He shot though the next decade…
An occasional flash of old…
But nowhere near the old magic…
Declared missing in 1977…
Not seen since…
The mysterious disappearance…
Of Ron Stoner.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
W WIND 5 TO 10 KT. WIND WAVES 1 FOOT. NW SWELL 3 FT AT 8 SECONDS.
Surfed some fun waist high waves yesterday with friends...traded waves in rare all day glass...rights and lefts...fun peaks coming from seemingly different angles...occasional chest high ones surprising you...fast little lefts and walling rights that were a little more solid...leashless goodness that held up all through high tide.
Also, glided into the shallows right over the top of a big sea bass or grouper...I didn't react quickly enough and failed to leap from my board immediately and grapple with this denizen of the deep...or of the shallows in this instance.
I lost my rash guard at the Kiwanda contest and neglected to replace it, so after a couple hours I was starting to suffer some unpleasant chafing...just as I was contemplating heading in a familiar maroon van pulled up next to our cars and I ended up logging a couple more hours...the later discomfort and pain was well worth the fun...sometimes you pay to play...but no more!
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The first intimation of the wreck reached Ocean Park about 5 o'clock when one of the crew arrived at Mrs. Taylor's seeking assistance for his injured companions. The news spread to Nahcotta like wildfire and soon after a large number of residents made their way to the scene of the wreck, where they found the captain and crew, of whom two were killed and four injured.
The ship struck at about high water and now lies port side to the shore. From Captain Currie it is learned that the first indications of danger was the cry of "Breaker on port bow!" from the man on the lookout. He immediately attempted to wear around and almost succeeded when she struck and swung around, broadside on, with her head to the southward. The after port and starboard boats were cleared away and lowered, both reaching the water about the same time. The mate, who was in the lee boat, attempted to pull out to sea, but was forced to let her drift in shore. The boat which had been lowered on the weather side in rounding the stern was caught by a tremendous sea and dashed up under the ship's counter crushing the occupants in a cruel manner and smashing the boat considerably, the air-tight tanks with which she was provided alone keeping her afloat.
The captain next set about lowering the forward boat, and reached the shore in safety an hour later. On landing he discovered that two men had been killed and four injured.
The Glenmorag is an iron, full-rigged ship of 1567 tons register, and was built on the Clyde, Scotland, in 1876. She is owned by R. & C. Allan, who were also the owners of the Strathblane, which was wrecked near the same spot four years ago this month. Captain Currie had been in command of her the past nine years.
The Glenmorag was the last of the clipper ships built for the Allan Line, and was owned by R.S. and C.A. Allan of Glasgow. She was launched at Glasgow in 1876, was 255 feet long, 38 feet beam, and 22 feet deep, and of 1567 tons.
~from the San Francisco Chronicle, March 3, 1896.
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
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~photo within the photo by holdown...manipulation by doc
Sunday, August 05, 2007
