Noise to Note! #61

There is no progress.

Going straight will get you nowhere.

There is no progress – Evolution killed it all.

I found my place in nowhere.

Green Day. Brain Stew/Jaded.

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Understanding Your Business and a Bar of Wax.

The wave that I could not enjoy.

The wave that I could not enjoy.

 

A few weeks back, I arrived back in Florida from a trip to Ceara, Brazil. I have been a bit slow to get myself back into the writing game which is not a good thing. During my hiatus, I have been thinking of what to write about (and also taking in a few surf contests as well.) and which story is more important.

This event was kind of profound to me in a few ways.

  1. I was able to see a business fail in a profound way.
  2. I could see how confusing I must be to a retailer in the business of surf products.

The Trip to Lagoinha

We discovered a wonderful new place. It is a little town called Lagoinha and the people were friendly and the place we stayed at was very accommodating.  Opening the window of our pousada, there was a wonderful view of a nice little right handed point break. I did not have my board and I was frothing!

So the next day, we took a long walk to the beach to relax and eat. Between one of the barracas was a small building and a guy was renting surf boards. I decided to rent one to try to catch some waves. The boards were by no means great but just cruising down the line would have made me happy.

So the guy is trying to steer me to ride some old beat up funshape. Over and over, I tell the guy that I like to do tricks and that I ride a short fish.

Why not ride this one…the funshape!

I was a bit frustrated.

Finally I grabbed a beat up 6 foot 4 inch board. I scanned it…it looked off but some wax on it would be good enough to get the session started.

The wax?

A blank stare.

Do you have wax?

You do not need wax for the board. It has a pad.

You need wax buddy. Your feet do not just stay on the pad.

No wax.

So thus began an hour of slipping feet and hands. I was livid.

When I came in and gave the board back with some salty language; my fiance said to calm down because these people are not big on surfing and they do not know any better.

I saw this as a huge failure on the part of this rental shop because they did not understand the concept of what the service was they were even trying to provide. Worse, they were potentially putting the customer in a position that could even cause bodily harm if they happened to hit the board wrong.

Home, Sweet Home!

When I returned to Florida, a good swell was already on the way down. I drove out to Ponce Inlet and the full moon was causing the waves to break close to shore. The line up was occupied by a few older gentleman on longboards.

As I walked out, I could see their disapproval of my choice of surfboards.

How is this middle aged guy going to ride this fat shorebreak on such a miniscule board?

And to the surprise of the others, off I went!

Listening

So looking back, I could see how the owner made a second mistake. The customer was plainly telling him what he needed but the owner wanted to only hear his side.

Thus he screwed up twice with me and the service will not be used again.

When I came home, I also saw a new business for surfers that was freshly created. A vending machine to distribute wax after hours.

When there is a problem; thankfully there is someone waiting in the wings to offer a solution.

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Noise to Note! #60

The music world is and always has been a crowded scene. In the Synth-pop movement of the 1980s, the amount of one hit wonders was staggering. But below the surface were all the solid bands churning out hits as good as the Depeche Modes and the Howard Joneses.

Blancmange was one such band. Here is your time in the sun…A few decades off.

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Noise to Note! #59 (I Am Back!)

After a long flight back coupled with a nice 3 hour drive; I am back from a wonderful trip in Brazil.

This trip was wonderful. My other half and I did what we love to do which is explore different towns and visit new beaches. We found a few gems that I will be writing about later.

Until then and because it is the weekend; here is the weekly installment of Noise to Note!

I heard this song while I was driving home. I was tired and the song kind of echoed how I felt. Singing to the radio to pass the time while reflecting on my time away from home. Me and Tom were singing…I was flying.

I knew this would be it for the week.

Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers.

Runnin’ Down a Dream.

 

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Out to Lunch!

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Left the office for a short break in Brazil. The internet where I have been visiting has been sketchy so more will be up upon my return  to the office.

Tchau!

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Only a Surfer Knows the Feeling

Only a Surfer Knows the Feeling...Of getting a trophy after surfing some junky waves! I am in that group somewhere.

Only a Surfer Knows the Feeling…Of getting a trophy after surfing some junky waves! I am in that group somewhere.

 

Perhaps one of the most corniest ad campaigns…and yet…

Maybe one of the most relevant phrases ever uttered to surfers.

But what does it mean to me these days?

A Phrase for Every Moment

A few years back, this phrase meant that myself and the 75 people I shared the day with shared a special relationship as we back paddled each other and I sat so deep that no one could get inside of me without running aground on the jetty.

Being a surfer was me and it was what I have done for the majority of my life.

Now, it means something bad.

Only a surfer knows the feeling of being on the outside. Locked out from doing what they love.

Getting texts from friends in far-flung countries. Glaring at videos of perfect days. Watching wave after wave after wave come in to your friends on the local Surfline cam.

Masochism and Surviving

A great part of blogging is following the blogs of others.

One of my favorites belongs to Jason Borte.

Jason and I are almost the same. We both surfed contests. We both grew up surfing and surfing has given us a wonderful life while at the same time keeping us tied to her like an overbearing mother.

Jason and I are in the same place…out of the water.

Yet, the crazy part is that I am out due to misfortune and Jason is out because he wants to  prove something.

So I read his posts and how he laments about the experience and I find it to be odd because we are two people who share so much commonality and yet he can just do what I can not do. He can just hop in his car and go surfing and end the aggravation.

But he will not.

Jason plans to be out of the water for a year. I plan to be out for maybe another month.

Then this surfer will know the feeling.

Of being back to doing what he enjoys.

If you want to read about Jason’s experiment of torture then read it all here:

www.howsurfingruinedmylife.wordpress.com

 

 

 

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Noise to Note! #58

Families should stick together.

As I picked up new and different bands growing up; my sister was right behind soaking it up like a sponge.

For me, some bands are just synonymous with her.

Like the B-52s.

 

 

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