“Unforgiven”, one of the best
OK, those customers had better be prepared to wait for their boards: I’m starting writing on the spot. I will have Brad Pitt play Sundance, thinking of Monica Bellucci or maybe Katherine Zeta-Jones for Etta. But who could ever replace Paul Newman as Butch?
Ah…Hum… Gliders, anyone?
(This 11’3" is my own, here with my friend Fred Branger who used it as a SUP at the international SUP contest in Anglet this year)
Oh!
I got an 11 ft’r in the que all shaped and ready for glassing (money)
This was an 11ft by 4.5" thick from Denis Andres who used to shape down in San Perdro. This was a really interesting board to ride with zero rocker on the deck, and super deep nose concave, turned up 60/40 rails and a kick at the tail. I hadn’t surfed it in a while and took it out for a fun day at San-O before selling it.
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My new ride! Ten foot of epoxy love for the smaller days on Lake Superior. And thanks to swaylocks, of my own two hands.
Nice! Keep’em coming!
Colt's Single Action was on the market 10 years before Jesse James was killed.
Jesse James however favored a S&W Schofield.
Lonesome Dove is The Greatest Western Ever.
Ya dern sodbuster.
“Yeah… Grey skies, grey van, grey volan…”
New van...???...Where's "Ol' Blue"...???...
Ol’ Blue just started a new career with a local surf-school and I bought this one (longer, lower, less mileage, Renault instead of Peugeot). So far, so good. Unfortunately, since it’s second-hand, I could not choose the color.
Otherwise, it would have been RED, of course… Lol.
I love those vans,very modern.
yep… red vans are faster.
did you see the ThrailTwin on that glider up there!?
sweeeetness
Howzit balsa,Love that van,who makes them and I don't think I have ever seen one before. Is it one of those cars that we don't get here in the US, I know that when I travel I see all kinds of cars/vans/trucks that you don't see in the US. I could turn that one into a nice RV.Aloha,Kokua
This one is my second. It’s only 9’3, because it’s gotta fit in my vehicle so I can surf on the way to or from work.
29 lbs. cedar.
In my opinion, any nose wider than 17 inches is useless.
This one is 16 inches.
This is a Renault van, Kokua. (Makers of that famous “le Car” back then). Renault is the first french car maker. Not sure whether they export it to the States or not.
Agreed, but from what I read there was some reluctance from the public to use those modern “cartridges” because they were not easily available (in the beginning) in many remote parts of the land and were perceived as a waste, anyway. So, many people kept on using the old cap and ball guns for years after the cartridge was introduced. That’s what I meant and that’s what I like about Walter Hill’s film: guys are shooting old Dragoon models OR more recent S&W and Colts together, as it must have been the case.
"John Thrailkill, another of Quantrell’s band, who fought with Jesse
James along
all the border side, was a Missourian turned Apache. He slept little; he
could
trail a column in the starlight; his only home was on horseback, and he
had
already mixed with the warp and woof of his young life the savage agony
of
tears. Thrailkill, when the war begun, was a young painter in Northwest
Missouri, as gentle as he was industrious. Loving a beautiful girl, and
loved
ardently in return, he left her one evening to be absent a week. At its
expiration they were to be married. Generally the woman who is loved is
safe,
but this one was in peril. Her father, an invalid of fifty, was set upon
by
Federal militia and slain, and the daughter, bereft of her reason at the
sight
of the gray hairs dabbled in blood, went
from paroxysm to paroxysm, until she too was a
corpse. The wildest of her ravings were mingled with the name of her
lover. It
was the last articulate thing her lips lingered over or uttered. He came
back
as a man in a dream. He kissed the dead reverently. He went to the grave
as
one walks in his sleep. It was bitter cold and someone remarked it to
him. ‘Is
it,’ he said, ‘I had not felt it.’ Another friend tried to fashion
something of solacement. The savage intensity of the answer shocked him:
‘Blood for blood;
every heir in her head shall have a sacrifice!’ The next day John
Thrailkill
began to kill. He killed over all Northwest Missouri; of the twenty
militia who
were concerned in the murder of his sweetheart’s father, and, indirectly
in the
murder of his sweetheart, he killed eighteen.
(From “Jesse James My Father”, by Jesse James Jr)
Maybe Bill’s ancestor is the basis for the movie,“The Outlaw Josey Wales.” I shouldah figured you for a Reb, Bill. Mike
is it the inflatable one?