Well it got to the breaking point for me, starting last Sunday. First the > 3 “pro” bike riders that decided at the last moment to go on the > FREEWAY without looking and rode in front of me. I had my wife and child > with me, so I declined to give them the California wave. I passed them up > and several hundred yards ahead at the freeway entrance to 5 north, they > rode up next to me and punched my van. That was it, out of the van with my > 24" cresent wrench ready to split skulls. My wife starts screaming, > “not in front of Ian”, the bike fucks start laughing at me, my > chest tightens up like concrete and I can taste blood. I followed them as > they rode ahead of me, wanting to pull off the rode way and run over them > like grapes. That set the tone for the rest of the week. Monday, as I > drove home on Coast Hwy., a much mellower ride, hah! A dipshit woman ahead > of me is signaling for a left turn, as she crosses the oncomming lanes and > I’m now passing her, she suddenly returns to what had been her lane, but > I’m now there. I stomp the brakes as hard as I can, whip the wheel right, > then left and slide between her and the car in the right lane, who I am > now occupying his lane. God was my co-pilot at that moment. Less that 5 > minutes later, I’m at my favorite Hadji-Bob’s gas station, waiting behind > the Suburban, whem a van pulls in the EXIT and starts nosing between me > and the Suburban. I gat out to tell him he needed to go around the station > and get in line behind me, no reply but to inch even farher forward. This > was it, I told the Mexican driver to go ahead and cut me off, but when you > get out of the car, I going to kill you. He decided to get out right then, > wehen both of his feet hit the ground, mu right fist hit him in the face > as hard as I could, his knees wobbled and he slid down his door. He got > back in his van and I pulled forward, pumped my gas. Why so angry?, this > is just a spill over from the same bunch of kooks, surf like a kook, drive > like a kook, ride your bike like a kook. Since Thanksgiving I HAVEN’T > ridden a wave WITHOUT some KOOK dropping in on me and the norm is no less > that 5-6 KOOKS dropping in. Society has adopted the mentality of I’m > getting mine, first, screw you. I have a new policy, punch first ask no > questions. I ain’t no resthome kook with a walker in the way, take off > deep or don’t take off at all. Hey Jim - sounds like a bad week. Drive down to Sunset Cliffs, I’ll get my buddies and we’ll block the kooks for you, get you a few barrels to yourself.
Believe it or not there are still breaks in Monterey Bay that are > un-crowded. The secret to finding them is simple. Be an astute observer of > weather and wave conditions along with being fortunate enough to set ones > own schedule, and only share you knowledge with those you want to surf > with. Bragging is invariably a bad idea.>>> Rich not bragging but… 7 times out of 10 in the greater Monterey Bay area im surfing by myself or one other friend. This still can be done in parts of CA. nuf sead cfp
Did you know when you buy a Stewart “Kookboard” you get a free pair of paddling gloves to go with your spring suit and booties!!! Ahhhhggggg
Jim…>>> Is it worth it to stay there…???..>>> There ARE uncrowded wave out there…>>> Here’s what it’s like in my world…On Wed. I surfed for 5.5 > hours…6-8’@11 sec…SCA offshore winds…3 other guys out…No drop > ins…>>> The borders ARE still open…>>> Paul Thanks for the invite! Seaside, here we come!!! PM
…I’ll come get you.Nice fast ripping lefts and rights, no one out.The wave is a bit of a heavy hitter,but the reefs peel like long point breaks on crack.Not a spot for the wantabe or novice,but you and me…the skies the limit.Herb
Well it got to the breaking point for me, starting last Sunday. First the > 3 “pro” bike riders that decided at the last moment to go on the > FREEWAY without looking and rode in front of me. I had my wife and child > with me, so I declined to give them the California wave. I passed them up > and several hundred yards ahead at the freeway entrance to 5 north, they > rode up next to me and punched my van. That was it, out of the van with my > 24" cresent wrench ready to split skulls. My wife starts screaming, > “not in front of Ian”, the bike fucks start laughing at me, my > chest tightens up like concrete and I can taste blood. I followed them as > they rode ahead of me, wanting to pull off the rode way and run over them > like grapes. That set the tone for the rest of the week. Monday, as I > drove home on Coast Hwy., a much mellower ride, hah! A dipshit woman ahead > of me is signaling for a left turn, as she crosses the oncomming lanes and > I’m now passing her, she suddenly returns to what had been her lane, but > I’m now there. I stomp the brakes as hard as I can, whip the wheel right, > then left and slide between her and the car in the right lane, who I am > now occupying his lane. God was my co-pilot at that moment. Less that 5 > minutes later, I’m at my favorite Hadji-Bob’s gas station, waiting behind > the Suburban, whem a van pulls in the EXIT and starts nosing between me > and the Suburban. I gat out to tell him he needed to go around the station > and get in line behind me, no reply but to inch even farher forward. This > was it, I told the Mexican driver to go ahead and cut me off, but when you > get out of the car, I going to kill you. He decided to get out right then, > wehen both of his feet hit the ground, mu right fist hit him in the face > as hard as I could, his knees wobbled and he slid down his door. He got > back in his van and I pulled forward, pumped my gas. Why so angry?, this > is just a spill over from the same bunch of kooks, surf like a kook, drive > like a kook, ride your bike like a kook. Since Thanksgiving I HAVEN’T > ridden a wave WITHOUT some KOOK dropping in on me and the norm is no less > that 5-6 KOOKS dropping in. Society has adopted the mentality of I’m > getting mine, first, screw you. I have a new policy, punch first ask no > questions. I ain’t no resthome kook with a walker in the way, take off > deep or don’t take off at all. yeah!! Jim i am assuming(bad i know) that the riders were mounted on pedal, not motorized bikes-sounds like the same shit with them as here.yesterday a group of them took up the entire lane of a major avenue in town.had to follow them for a couple of miles-they wouldn’t pull over and when i’d honk they would look at me like i was the ass hole.like you, i wanted so badly, to just PUNCH it and mow 'em down.and, what’s the deal when they ride right on the bike lane strip or just beyond it in the car lane forcing the car over to avoid them, yet putting the car in opposing lane of traffic.we should be allowed a “legal shove”, you know, an obligatory tap with the bumper to remind them which side of the line they belong…
…I’ll come get you.Nice fast ripping lefts and rights, no one > out.The wave is a bit of a heavy hitter,but the reefs peel like long point > breaks on crack.Not a spot for the wantabe or novice,but you and > me…the skies the limit.Herb Puuuuullllllllllease, release me, let me go. My shaping room is my only salvation
yeah!! Jim i am assuming(bad i know) that the riders were mounted on > pedal, not motorized bikes-sounds like the same shit with them as > here.yesterday a group of them took up the entire lane of a major avenue > in town.had to follow them for a couple of miles-they wouldn’t pull over > and when i’d honk they would look at me like i was the ass hole.like you, > i wanted so badly, to just PUNCH it and mow 'em down.and, what’s the deal > when they ride right on the bike lane strip or just beyond it in the car > lane forcing the car over to avoid them, yet putting the car in opposing > lane of traffic.we should be allowed a “legal shove”, you know, > an obligatory tap with the bumper to remind them which side of the line > they belong… i’m always astonished at the clueless bravado these folks display on PCH so close to the grills & fenders. might be their need to get the riding high & deep feeling, like flirting w/ the dragon a little…“gee here i am right next to the cars” the wipeout is not glorious. johnny
It has little to do with surfing… it’s simply a biological phenomenon. Road rage, graffiti, localism and nuclear war are all manifestations. Pack enough rats in a cage and they too will each other.
It has little to do with surfing… it’s simply a biological phenomenon. > Road rage, graffiti, localism and nuclear war are all manifestations. Pack > enough rats in a cage and they too will each other. fortunately or not, we choose our cages !!
Puuuuullllllllllease, release me, let me go. My shaping room is my only > salvation Jim, those bike kooks in front of Cardiff Reef/Pipes have got to go down, your my hero, punching a Mexican, yeeeaah booyyy-eee!!! Those Mutha-Fuc@a’s, so many KOOKS at pipes it’s unbelievable. Let the games begin!!!
""Jim, those bike kooks in front of Cardiff Reef/Pipes have got to go down, your my hero, punching a Mexican, yeeeaah booyyy-eee!!! Those Mutha-Fuc@a’s, so many KOOKS at pipes it’s unbelievable. Let the games begin!!! " OK, in my opinion racial issues do not belong on Swaylocks, no matter how you feel about other cultures/races, please keep it to yourself. KOOK = surfing related slur, that’s fine. Bikers are jerks, ok, whatever. But keep the race issues elsewhere, please.