..speaking of deadshapers, I'm wondering if anyone knows if Bruce Jones' work is being continued by his survivors, family, whatnot.... or if he was not using cnc files (unlikely)........ BJ was such the good craftsman. I was once asked by a distributor from South America (1980's) to fill a container full of counterfeit Bruce Jones sailboards at the height of my windsurf board making career, and I refused to do it.
It's a shame to see his incredible work die with him!
Long live deadshapers!
I've always enjoyed your writing and have copied a number of gems that you've shared over the years. I appreciate your lack of BS and the even-keeled clarity with which you analize whatever topic is at hand. I hope the younguns on the forum listen when you speak. Please put me down for a copy of any book you choose to write. I don't care if it's about the life cycle of dung beetles. It'll be a good read.
You give me inspiration to get back in that "writer's chair" which is, at least in my book, an uneviable task mainly resereved for neurotic insanely disciplined types like Stephen King or more inspiring writers Clancy, Michener or Grisham........ I will never compare to them in a million years..... but maybe, just maybe, my "ultra accessible writing style might someday be compared to J.D. Salinger.
I have to prove I can walk the walk.
The jury is out....... let's wait and see.
Until then, I defer to the brilliiant and ever eclectic Ambrose...
Somehow stumbled via Stanley’s/surf crazy onto your site.
Was there way before to the killing and shut down.
Only spot I ever surfed naked, no one but my girlfriend around!
Those were the days!
Eh, high tide was a bitch with no leash.
I would rather be someone's shot of whiskey, than everyone's cup of tea.
Yes, those were the good old days of surfing Naples when we could park along the train tracks and walk across the field w/o being harassed. They used to grow corn in one of the fields and we would pull a sweet juicy ear of corn off a stalk to replenish ourselves. Some idiots from down south drove a cow off the cliff and the rancher shut the privilege down..... even though the Radon boys offered to reimburse the rancher for his loss. Those days of bliss are gone forever, along with building campfires at Haskell's and sleeping on the beach.
Logo is being cleaned up from the file and set up for t-shirts and surfboard lams. A lot of people really like it while one woman on FB said "amazing story but I hate the new logo..."
I love her honesty.... this is what makes America ... somewhere else she might be escorted to the back of the building and put down.
This has been very educational. I really did not like that Dead Shaper Logo. The whole death head thing in surfing was way over done too faddish. But now it makes sence and for you it is relavent and has meaning Not a simple mindless statement of how cool am I following a trend. Robert Heeley captured the spirit. Of course following a trend did not seem like something that the Bruce Fowler that post here would do. I admired your candor and thoughtful writing.
Thanks for sharing your story Bruce.
According to Mikki Dora Malibu went to the Dogs in 1964. The Chumash Indians will tell you it was 1664.
It's not easy writing that open about a personal tragedy, but if it gives someone hope and motivation to reclaim their life, then it is worth it to me.
Nobody has to like the logo, some will, some won't, some will be indifferent...... no expectations on my behalf.
I realize this is a no touch, death is taboo society, but sometimes there is a method to the madness.
Dare to share.
That there's some gutsy perserverance Bruce. Very cool to be part of support groups for others who are struggling with similar events. CONGRATS on the successful return!
There is so much uncertainty at critical times like this, for family, friends, and the afflicted, HOPE and LOVE is the best initial support a person can receive outside of the necessary professional medical help that is in order.
I was given a less than one percent chance of survival. Later on I was told "it's up to you, you have to write your own program on this".... not very encouraging have you, but I was raised on a ranch and my parents taught me self reliance from an early age. Without that type of unique upbringing, things might have been very different.
Once out of ICU and transfered to The Rehabiliitation Insititue, I met my doctor and he asked if I had any instructions. I remember telling him I want bland food: no additives or spices or stimulants (my whole body ached with what they call "hypersensitivity" from raw nerves). I also told him I was a surfer, to which he replied "okay, and what does that mean?"
I said "if you put the average person out in the ocean and a wave hits them and pummels them around like they are in a washing machine, that person would get back on the surfboard or swim in and say "man I'm not going out there again!...... but a surfer goes thru that cycle many times in our life and paddles back out for more.... wipe out, recovery, wipe out recovery..... I'm ready to recover, let's get it on!"
Much later on, the male nurse that was there and attended me, told me "that first day when the doctor walked away he just shook his head and told me "poor sucker, he can't even walk"..... but he added "I knew what you were saying, because I'm a surfer too".
What we do is who we are, and athletes have a different mentality than non athletic people.