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A North Shore gathering for Dylan RVCA and Mark Oblow create a Hawaiian night that can only happen on the North Shore

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Things happen on the North Shore that don’t and can’t happen anywhere else. I’m now thoroughly convinced of that. The other night at the RVCA Pipeline house we held a small bbq along with Mark Oblow and RVCA and a very limited number of our Dylan Rieder issues. The waves had fired all day long right out front and spirits were very high at sunset as the grill and music kicked off.

That’s when the magic of Hawaii kicks in.

A who’s who of family and friends, Hawaiian locals and legends came by, as did every surfer, skater and artist within earshot — which in these parts can be staggering. Kelly Slater and Alex Knost sat in the grass together and watched Ford Archbold and Lily Meola do a music set while Bruce Irons and Herbie Fletcher hung in the living room, leaving a trail of legend (and vape smoke) wherever they went. Danny Fuller, Kala Alexander, Dustin Barca, Lyndie Irons, Betet Merta, Evan Mock, Greyson Fletcher, Mahina Alexander, Curren Caples, Spanky Long, Colin Moran, Ellis Ericsson and many many more hung out and waited in line for original block prints from Mark Oblow and a limited number of the Dylan Rieder issues. The vibe and crew in attendance honestly made for a very warm and fitting evening for releasing the Dylan Rieder issue in Hawaii.

Big thanks to the guys at RVCA for opening their doors and firing up the grill. A night none of us will forget for a very long time. Forever Dylan. Aloha and Mahalo. —Travis

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