![]() He is certain that the forecasts would never lie. Surfline Man doesn’t really know where the waves come from - I mean, really, who does - but he knows what the graphs and charts tell him. How hard could that be? It’s just some sweaty, stretching in a small room with a bunch of other people, hopefully including the cute girl from the Swamis parking lot, Casey. All Surfline Man needed to do was go to yoga. The path of true love had never looked so smooth. When he saw her, he felt something and he’s pretty sure it wasn’t the burrito he had for breakfast. Maybe she would let him ride her surfboard sometime. He’s going to surf like Devon Howard in no time! - Surfline Man Loves his CutbackĮven better, Surfline Man spotted a cute girl in the Swamis parking lot. He just bought a shiny new midlength and he’s ready to style so hard. Surfline Man is really into his cutback now. He stands in the parking lot at San O, and watches his aerial dreams waft away forever. Air reverses are for groms, he tells his girlfriend. He didn’t really want to go to Texas anyway. And look at those Corona numbers. Surfline Man Goes on a Surf Trip, part 2 Surfline Man is going to Waco and he’s determined to convince his bros in the industry to help him get there. Surfline Man doesn’t care about your hate. Sure, some of his buddies weren’t that enthusiastic, and sure, Trestles is firing. Surfline Man Goes on a Surf Trip, part 1 What could our forecast-loving surf hero be up to now? What else, but a surf trip. When we last met Surfline Man, he was meticulously feeding his sourdough starter during the Quar Times. No surfing! How will Surfline Man survive this strange and uncertain new world. His quiver stands untouched in the garage, dry and lonely. His shiny Sprinter Van sits idle in the driveway. Surfline Man is stuck at home in San Clemente. There is surf today! Everyone go surfing! Omg! And, obediently, Surfline Man and all his besties go surfing. It all began one fateful day: I did not know it was a Surfline Day, when untold hordes come crawling out from every nook and cranny. BEACH GRIT ARCHIVEHere is the full archive of Surfline Man’s fabulous and ridiculous adventures over at Beachgrit, where he was born and continues to live out his days. He can’t help but buy every latest and greatest piece of gear in the hope that somehow this one thing will make his life complete. And yes, he bought the red fins, because the looked cool, not because they would actually work with his board. But he’s also the most stoked guy you’ll ever meet. Surfline Man knows what’s up, and has many opinions which he’ll share with you at length. More, in fact, than he spends actually doing it. He reads every last forecast like it’s truth and he spends so many hours thinking about surfing. Hapless yet determined, annoying yet impossible to hate, Surfline Man loves surfing more than anything else in life. ![]()
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