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The Hands Across the Sand event was started to gather support against offshore drilling. Given the climate after the oil spill, participation grew a great deal from the first event in February (check out Lauren’s video from then).

Also, this is an absurd celebration of Independence Day, explosions and the insanity of the beach on that weekend.

Finally, my friends found tar balls on our beach the other day. Pretty sad…Lauren has been doing some good documentation of it over at merseabeaucoup. Her video:

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Transatlantic transmissions: beachy keen.

A marriage of random words and images from a holiday weekend on a florida beach. dedicated to salty skies, oppressive heat and the sea as relief.

aguatic

The sun and ships and hearts

This photo is (and arguably many of these images are) inspired by conversations with Mark Parrish, an artist I recently interviewed.
We talked about many things but one was about how he wanted to have a fresh approach to painting the ocean and beach — looking at it in less common ways.

crocks

creeks and lakes. gators and crocs.

I was thinking a lot of about Australia and Florida and, at one point in my travel journal, wrote something about alligators and crocodiles.
And then it was revealed, the perfect marriage of gators and crocs. Plus boogie boards and spray on sunscreen.

We will talk such a tough armor

fencepier

intermission/inner mission

Surfboarding is a fun activity and popular pastime.

that hat is your friend.

P.S. “40,00 flies” by Bukowski = amazing.

“It’s so easy to be a poet
and so hard to be
a man.”

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Where the sea meets the sky

On the plane home, I overheard a woman explaining the horizon to her son.

“See, the horizon is where the sea meets the sky.”

We talked many times about climbing up to the lighthouse and it became a joke because we never seemed to get around to it. Multiple mornings included this dialogue:

“What do you want to do today?”

“We should climb the lighthouse.”

There were so many wonderful things going on that the daylight simply flew by. On this day, we walked the walk. It was perfect, crystal clear skies, fresh air, small seas and a southern breeze.

Foliage

Foliage

Strange Fruit

Like so many days before, we took a break for lunch at Santos. Ode to maharini pie, ginger nectar and sticky rice pudding. After the satisfying sustenance, we returned to the sea for a bit of surfing and underwater viewing with our slick new masks. There were tiny little peelers and dolphins and fish and fun. The evening was a teepee filled with friends, musical moving images courtesy of the Doors and late night letter writing.

Sine and Cosine

Sine and Cosine

And then I left. True story.

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While you were sleeping

One last kookaburra clock.

My final full day in Australia and the predawn internal alarm. I get ready by candle light and hop on the motor bike

down the back road to watch the breaching sun.

There is no one around but the sea gulls, fish and a wild tribe of nomadic thoughts. As the light goes from pink to orange to vanilla, I try to remember all there is to be thankful for. There is no better environment for the reminding.

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The surfing tree

One of my favorite places, one of my favorite days…
the surfing tree

And the girl loved the tree...very much

And the tree was happy.

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Two, if by sea.

the Surfing Tree

the Surfing Tree

Seven Mile

Seven Mile

The ocean has been a pretty big part of this trip. We wrapped up filming for 31 days in March although there is still plenty of editing to be done. Since then, it has been nice to go down to the ocean and just enjoy without lugging loads of equipment.

The variety of breaks and beaches is incredible on this little stretch of the world. We’ve surfed some of the most crowded waves and some of the emptiest just a few miles from each other. Simply go around a bend or headland and the size becomes quartered and the wind favorable.

La Toalla

La Toalla

Lauren and I got assigned some interesting nicknames upon arrival. Resistance was futile.

Lala and RayRay

Australian alter-egos: La La and Ray Ray

Coconutters

Weird and delicious.

Brown fish

One fish, two fish, red fish, brown fish.

Vegan Fishing

Vegan Fishing (photo by Lauren)

Much of the time, we surfed the Pass. It’s usually a knee high, crowded, right pointbreak. Perfect for logging and regularfoots and those comfortable with the masses. It took me about a month to get over being a goofyfoot in the land of rights and my anxiety with big boards and lots of humans. Lately, it’s been far less crowded and I’m learning to love it. The sunsets there are unrivaled.

Passing time

A slightly less secluded spot

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