drift, perspectives in surfing

Ethan Jackson, takes Clay Feeter to task. The publisher of Standup Journal has agreed to free up his jet-setting, SUP-macking schedule to speak to Drift’s most underrated and cut-throat contributor.

Drift’s headquarters is adrift. In a major way. This past weekend I had the good fortune of visiting an old friend from back in the good old days, before mortgage payments, before there were terrorists, and healthcare was somehow covered without me knowing it. My homeboy and I had surfed in only two places together: Charleston and Costa Rica. Now I was dead set on surfing Portland, Maine, his new home.

Cue montage of phones ringing, computers scanning surf and buoy reports, more mobile phones ringing, emails being sent, faxes being received…
Soundtrack: Loverboy “Working for the Weekend”

The summer doldrums have been mighty this year, although we are about to get our first batch of waves in what seems like an eternity. The Who said that there ain’t no cure for the summertime blues and I believe them.

Surf Rumble at Macho Beach: The Bloodbath

The Macho Beach Noseriders proposed a surf-off plus a few other events, and then an end of the day sausage sizzle (their words, not mine) at one of their member’s house on the beach. The build up was enormous. We made a preemptive strike with a press release crafted by a PR professional, sent to all publications in Charleston.

Charleston, SC registers on the global surf-scene radar in the same way that Shane Dorian is considered for leading roles in action films today. Not really happening all that often.

Now head 100 miles inland from the east coast and that’s where Columbia lands
on the surf scene. For the Columbia Kook Squad (the CKS), we call it home.