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Saturday, February 18th was a very special day in the Northern California surfing world. The buoys were reading 15-18, the sun was out, and the water was oily glassy all day long. Making things even more dreamy, the majority of the big name surfers were over in Hawaii, waiting for the Eddie Aikau contest to happen. This left Mavs wide open for the mere mortals to have at it. (With the exception of Greg Long, who I am convinced is not from this planet after seeing him charge that day.)

Check out Josh Ryan, who bagged 5 nice waves.

OK gang, here's a little something for ya. Imagine 2020 long legs, lots of long blonde hair, tons of boobs and booty, and very little swimsuit material. Ahh yes, the bikini. It can be a work of art when applied properly, or a downright criminal offense when abused.

Noserider is dedicated to the love of vintage and stylish soul surfing, but what would this mean without paying a little homage to the sport of well.. bikini gawking at the beach. So here goes...and you don't even have to put a crook in your neck.

Apparently in Bondi Australia (where else...frickin Aussies..), 1010 bikini clad ladies (some hot, and...some not so hot), gathered to break a world's record- God Bless Them. This was the largest bikini photo shoot known to mankind.

Bustin' Down the Door is going to be a super rad surf flick.

Before pro surfing found it's way, there were some super maverick pioneers that forced their vision for aggressive surfing coupled with a rock-star thirst for fame onto the surfing scene. This was well before there was actual money in the sport, so these guys were pioneering an underground culture and threading the needle between big, life-threatening waves, horny girls, drugs, and tropical diseases like malaria to forge what is currently pro-surfing today. This is going to be a hooot.

It's a really sad set of news to come out from the Peter Davi's toxicology report. It indicated that he had a significant amount of methamphetamine in his system when he died at Ghost trees last December.

As a big wave surfer, I was deeply saddened to find out that Davi had died. I am even more deeply saddened by the fact that he was high when it happened. Not judging the man here, but holy cow...the most difficult thing about surfing big Nor Cal waves is calming down your heart so that you can maintain composure in life threatening conditions. I can't even imagine what it must feel like to be hopped up on Meth, paddling your for your life to either a) scratch over a set, or b) commit to drop into a wave.

Surfing big waves always requires preparation. I never feel fully prepared. I always want more strength, more endurance, a slightly longer board, and more balls. But hopping out on Meth is not what would ever occur to me.

It really doesn't matter which generation you're from, if you grew up with four wheels under your feet you'll appreciate the insane vintage longboard surf styling from this 1965 skate movie titled "Skaterdater". These kids are styling through the streets of Santa Monica with the old original clay wheels - barefoot!