Eric and I actually put in quite a few weekend days together one summer when about 13, surfing the creek at Pedro, getting it together for better and bigger lineups…last time I saw him surf, was that 3x+ day at VFW when him and Peewee made it out and don’t think anyone else did…maybe 84’ or so…?
could always depend on Rodney. “How was it?” “I got some great ones” He did go, though…and classic when he got pissed off…
Wawona St…Bob’s first shop…pretty much just a counter out front, some boards stacked to the side, some space in the back…
no one has ever really captured the spirit of that place, those times…heard a few years ago someone was trying to put together a film of OB back in the day using archival footage from here and there…apparently had somehow gotten in with whoever had Fred Windisch’s surviving footage and what not…
And to be real, would have to have John Mineager up front…the first true cove rippa, Mr. Smooth…later to become the Mad Bomber…
had surfed with John when younger…decades later, long after his jail time for the theater bombs, I’m walking down the street in the outer Sunset, and here’s John walking at me.
“John?”
he locks eyes with me, keeps walking, spins as he passes, I turn, stopped, watch him walk backwards down the sidewalk, off the curb, back onto the next sidewalk and keep going until he was just a dot…never taking his eyes off of me, never missing a step…all that was missing was the aluminum hat…lol