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| 1.Ryan ‘Bink’ Ribbink, Karl Ribbink and Craig Else |
All these guys are what we’d call dedicated lifelong surfers. They’ve competed at times, and done well, but what they really live for is scoring perfect waves with just a couple of mates out. With so much time spent figuring out where to score waves they get quite good at reading the charts. That said it takes a huge commitment to the surfing lifestyle to drop everything at a moments notice, put your other life on hold indefinitely (or at least until the swell dies and the onshore comes up) and then drive a VERY long way just to go surfing. It takes courage and commitment to pull the trigger, but when you do and it pays off it’s always worth it. Bink and the boys hit the mother load. Check out the video http://www.thebombsurf.com/thebombsurfvideos/380/getting-shacked-silly-somewhere.
Guaranteed it will have you frothing!
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| 2. Matty Hodge and Tyde Gatcke |
Looking for surf is a past time we all engage in to varying degrees, but there is nothing quite like keeping an eye on a quiet little ledge that probably on breaks a couple of days a year and getting it on! The patience and continual disappointments make it so much sweeter when the day finally arrives that its happening. Ironically some of these waves exist right under our noses yet we never really see them. Last week Matty and Tyde’s patience paid off when they scored a sick little ledge close to home all to themselves. Isn’t that really what it’s all about? To check their session go to http://www.thebombsurf.com/thebombsurfslideshows/216/slummies-boys-score-a-secret-ledge.
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| 3. Lynne Mackers |
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Mackers is a regular on the DBN beachfront. Her friendly and relaxed demeanour would make you think she’s just another mellow surfer chick, but there is quite a bit more to her than that. Apart from training incredibly hard to stay in shape, she’s a bad ass kick boxer as the dude who dropped in on her the other day found out, but that’s not why she gets her BMT nomination. Recently she and some mates made the pilgrimage to Bali. Remember that sweet airfare deal? Well the downside of that deal was that there were 175 peeps out at Uluwatu as Mackers and crew discovered. I don’t think there are that many surfers left in Durban! Anyway not to be intimidated by the scores of Aussie, Jap and Euro tourists clogging the lineup, Mackers just paddled straight out there into the carnage and snagged herself a BOMB right off the bat, plus she got the pics to prove it. Nice work. Check the pics at http://www.thebombsurf.com/thebombsurfslideshows/214/mackers-scores-a-long-barrel
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| And who blew it? |
3. theBOMBsurf crew |
If there is one crew of gnarly dudes you don’t want to piss off it’s those big wave mulletts from Cape Town. These guys are still rubbing the sleep from their eyes in waves that most of us would be shitting ourselves in. We received a number of mails and some blog comments about our shoddy captioning when it came to crediting these crazies. Apologies to Mike Schlebach and Frank Solomon for the incorrect spelling of your names last week
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Mike Schlebach
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| 2. Brad Steel. |
| Brad was hanging out with Scuba Steve, Kelly Cestari, Bruce and a couple of other hooligans on Friday night. Things started out at Billy’s and progressed from there (as they do) to The Clap. The boys all got stuck in, but their commitment to imbibing the amber nectar interfered with their abilities to charm the fairer sex. In the early hours of Sat morning they left the dance floor with empty hands and empty wallets but still with good intentions of making the dawnie. A couple of hours later and battling some major ‘fog in the cockpit’ they managed to drag themselves out of bed. They knew they’d blown a full on South Coast dawnie properly, but reckoned they could salvage some pride by still making a go of it on the Bluff. The boys arrived at the beach to find it 4-6’ and grinding with an increasing side/onshore wind making it even heavier. Punishment was dealt to all concerned. The boys took their medicine and got some pits, all except for Brad that is. Brad got caught inside and rinsed on a measly 4 footer. He came up gasping, water streaming from his nose and promptly hurled his guts out. He then proceeded to get washed in. To add insult to injury he didn’t even try and get out again, but rather sought shelter from the sun under the shade of a nearby tree and spent the morning alternating between hurling and watching his mates getting shacked. Eish! |
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| 1. Julian Taylor |
Julian lives on one of the South Coast points. From his house you can literally look straight at the wave as it peels down the point. From his living room into the lineup takes about 5 mins. On Sat am Julian woke early (so as not to miss the dawnie) but decided to wait until the tide was ‘just right’ before he hit it. He busied himself by snuggling up with his pillow. A little while later he woke again and looked out of his window. The surf was good and there wasn’t a soul in sight but for reasons unexplained he decided to go a surf another point a short drive away. After parking his car he ran down the beach with a perfect offshore and spitting barrels luring him on. Sadly for Jules as he reached the jump off spot the wind swung onshore and freshened. Desperate to salvage some dignity he paddled out anyway and proceeded to go over the falls and get stung by a jelly fish on his first wave...
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