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A new Morning, Changing Weather So I guess I’m going to start doing this every day

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Yep. Since I can’t quite spread my wings enough on social media and still relay all the rad shit we’re doing AND get my point across, I’m gonna do it here. Every day. Who knows where I’ll be or what I’ll be thinking or writing or doing, but I’m gonna say it and we’re gonna do it together. Surf, work, skating, industry, travel, inspiration, music, aspiration, bullshit, literature or general WTF. Always honest and always right here. And always short. They’ll be just like the magazine intros, but much quicker. So let’s begin.

I thought I’d start with a quick acknowledgment of what I said last week about Surfing and Surfer Magazine’s Instagram posts (the ones with average photos and really bad captions). Since expressing an opinion gets everyone so hot these days.

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The short of it is this: I expect a little more from “the pros.” In a social media age, we all have a voice, sure, but some of us spend most of our time invested in this and should rise above the rest of the noise and guide the way. “The pros.” They should simply have a little skin in the game. It doesnt take much to go from a useless commenter to a pro, but there is a difference. We have credentials more or less. And they may not hang off a lanyard, but you’re more than anonymous. And yeah, I like to think the pros at Surfer Mag could muster a little more on social media that day. Not much more, but a little bit more. I mean, if you have to struggle and flop around on the deck like that just writing a caption, maybe you should just rethink the post altogether? You’ve got a big following, so don’t make us all look so bad. Because even for social media it was bad. It was bleh. And we hate bleh.

I worked at one of these magazines for a long time [Surfing Magazine 2004-2011], and spent a good portion of my existence dedicated to making them and documenting the culture and surfing and I learned a lot along the way with some passionate people, which is why it pained me so to see that bleh. And it may seem petty to voice my opinion via social media like that, putting them on blast etc, — and believe me we’re generally too busy with our own shit storm to even notice these things — but I like this culture and surfing and all of you guys too much to let that slide. I know none of us are perfect or always “on” and hell, it’s just surfing and all that jazz, but you can’t phone it in from a business park in south Orange County THAT hard. Your magazine was started on a bench at San Onofre between surfs by a dude living it, how we’d all dream to, so next time, just dig a little deeper or hand the keys over and remember there’s actual people behind your follower count.

On the flip side, the positive side! we’ve already gotten a lot of rad new ideas for captions through our reinvention exercise, which we’ll be posting here on Friday, and if nothing else, we’ve sparked some change and discussion, and we may never know how to perfectly caption anything during this lifetime, we’ll at least promise that we’ll never disrespect you with something so useless.

The weather is warm. I hungout with my local shaper today (he’s been bellyboarding his way through a shoulder injury and couldn’t be happier, “I swear I found a sandbar as good as Desert Point on my belly,” he told me). The waves are all sorts of weird up and down the coast from all this ocean action and I can’t wait for tomorrow morning. Don’t forget. I”ll be here. —Travis

 

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Dylan Rieder: 1988-2016 R.I.P. to one of the greatest of all time

It’s strange to type this. Hard to believe what the keys are putting down, but Dylan Rieder has passed away from complications with leukemia. He was 28 years old. Dylan’s influence is ingrained so very deeply in skateboarding and everything he touched, and forever will be. Happy to have had the pleasure to spend time…

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I’m Home! But Have No Idea Where I am After a month in the Old World, I’ve returned to a disheveled homeland

I just got home from a few weeks away. I think it’s called holiday. Or vacation. Depending where you’re from. First one I’ve ever tried. And holy shit do I recommend it. I surfed beautiful waves in Portugal, strolled ancient streets of Lisbon, ate extremely well in San Sebastián, biked through a forest in France…

“There are no beers for Media” Another downtrodden day for the WSL press corps

It was Sunday. I felt like watching surfing and I am fortunate to live within a stone throw of a ‘CT venue that shall remain anonymous, but it is in Europe, is not in Portugal and is within a country renowned for cheese and wine. You get the picture. Some friends and I have media…

Peter Hook and the Light at the Wiltern And we all danced

If you don’t like at least one song by Joy Division or New Order than you’re probably a liar. The thing about both of these bands is that they are so prominent in music of various genres. Whether you like it or not, we hear them everyday in our favorite bands. The extent of their influence…

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Black Sabbath played last night at the Hollywood Bowl For those who don’t want “The End” to end

Black Sabbath played last night at the Hollywood Bowl, and I was there, lucky beyond any measure, to have witnessed what they’re calling their last tour ever, appropriately and painfully called “The End.” With almost all original members on stage – Prince of Darkness Ozzy, Godfather of Metal Tony Iommi, and bass legend Geezer Butler…

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The Tour Without Taj It’s like a sad Friday night in

I’m about to walk down the trail at Lowers to watch the contest. Live. Yep, fuck it, I wanna watch some surfing. And make sure there is still free beer at contests. I remember Jay Larson said he surfed because there was “Free beer at contests” in an old issue of Surfer Magazine. I need…

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Hurricane Hermine Hunt Photographer Hunter Martinez took us on his recent hurricane chase

Being from the West Coast, hurricanes — at least the ones they get in the east — are exciting. They seem to change and move and shift and are all sorts of unpredictable (and dangerous). And because of that, it’s not rare to score all by yourself if you’re persistent. It’s also really easy to…

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Issue 15 party in the desert Full-moon skinny dips, The Paranoyds and a new issue of What Youth in the desert

At one point last night I looked around and everyone was either in just underwear or swimming in the ACE pool with all their clothes on. The moon was full. The Paranoyds had just blown our minds and HUF and Richer Poorer had kitted everyone out with gear, and then we were swimming. We were nowhere…

Metal Neck and the Olympics What an interesting day it has been

Last night Metal Neck II: The Bangover was released. And of course, we fucking loved it. A classic (and free!) give-no-fucks throwback independent surf vid starring a lot of our friends and a few wild characters including Christian Fletcher, Muffin Man, Noa, Droid, Colin Moran and more. And wouldn’t you know it, the awkward little…

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Mega Semadhi wins the Padang Cup A Contest We can definitely get behind

The Padang Cup has always been one of the few contests that we can get behind. The dudes who come out to go left and get tubed at one of our favorite waves are always a perfect mix of local standouts and global superheros like Bruce Irons, Mason Ho and Damien Hobgood and more. The…

The same day in Amsterdam and Paris Europe for the Brixton Broadcast and a bit of radical class tourism

Paris is far too big to seen properly in one day, yet so damn pretty you can feel like you did. And we’re here, right now, but not for long. As is too often the case. We were in Amsterdam last weekend and then Paris. A few nights ago, we watched and documented the Brixton Broadcast…

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Surf movie premiere season The US Open of Surfing isn’t just underage drinking and drawing

The US Open of Surfing doesn’t just mean no parking, terrible traffic, underage drinking and drawing, the Huntington Hop, overcrowded lineups, MMA flexing and heavily policed streets. It also means premiering new surf movies. And although it may not be the same grandiose events that used to take place in front of the Shorebreak Hotel…

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