Showing posts with label Events. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Events. Show all posts
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4/8/15
Surf-A-Pig's 5th Annual Luau
Surf-A-Pig's 5th Annual Luau will take place near Trail 5 at the San Onofre Bluffs, from June 19th-21st. There will be a pretty big pig (served mid-day on the 20th), as well as lots of swine shaped surfing-boards and plenty of interesting people. So if you're in the area, sneak down to San-O and join us for a bit of fun!
4/1/15
Shaping the Northwest 2015
The third annual Shaping the Northwest will take place at EVO Portland on Friday, April 10th. The event will feature locally shaped surfboards from the northwest’s finest shapers, music, a silent auction and raffle, food cart, and plenty of beer. You'll also be able to learn more about Warm Current and WAVES for Development, two Oregon based surf-related nonprofits. $10 donations will be collected at the door, however tickets can be purchased in advance HERE, as they expect to sell out.
3/27/15
Georgetown Art Attack
A selection of 35mm photographs from our month long motorcycle trip to Mexico will be on display in All City Coffee during next month's Georgetown Art Attack! So if you're in Seattle, stop by the coffee shop and say hello, check out a dozen of the images from our adventure, and then join us for a couple cold ones afterwards. The art walk runs from 6-9pm on Saturday, April 11th. More info is available HERE.
7/9/14
The 2014 Touratech Rally
I just spent three days riding and camping while on my way back to Seattle from sunny Southern California. The weather couldn't have been better - blue skies, a touch of rain to keep the dust down and kinda cold in the evenings. The occasion? Touratech's annual adventure rally, an event that brings together off-road riders from all corners of the country, offering them an opportunity to ride some of the best roads, trails and terrain in the Pacific Northwest. Follow the link for a few photos.
5/7/14
Surf-A-Pig's 4th Annual Pig Luau
Surf-A-Pig's 4th Annual Pig Luau will take place in between trails five and six on the San Onofre Bluffs, from June 27th through June 29th. There'll be a pretty big pig (served mid-day on the 28th), lots of logs and plenty of interesting people. So if you're in the area, sneak down to San-O and join us for a few days of swine, surf and shenanigans. Click here for photos from last year's luau.
2/11/14
This is Snow Fun!
The stairway was narrow, turning toward the top before opening into the upper car of the Coast Starlight, an Amtrak train that travels from Seattle to Los Angeles. We boarded around 9:30am, planning to be in Portland in the early afternoon. Our objective was The One Motorcycle Show, a now twice annual gathering of custom built bikes and the people that play with them. This would be our third year.
An excuse to escape one city in exchange for another, this year's show was held in an otherwise unused warehouse on the south side of the city, a space that can house more than 150 motorcycles. Snow showed up the day before the show, though. A cold front moved into the area, leaving the city of Portland covered in more than eight inches of winter wonderland. Hence our decision not to drive.
Our friend Chris had offered us both a place to stay and a ride to and from the train station. His two-wheel drive Chevy creeper van, equipped with chains, was "unstoppable," or so he said. The train ride, my first since I was seven or eight, was a slow experience; albeit better than risking the well being of our automobile. By the time we crossed the border into Oregon, the windows on either side of the train looked out onto snow covered trees, farmland and tiny little towns I had never seen before. We wondered how well Chris' cargo van would handle what lie ahead...
Chris was waiting outside the train station. His Xtreme edition Chevy van, with which he hauls motorcycles to race tracks, was warmed up and waiting. Assuming the snow would not cease, we headed straight to the show. The streets of Portland on this particular day were all but empty. And so we slid sideways through every intersection, Chris and I commenting on apex's and appropriate entry points as we went. Unlike other years, there were very few motorcycles sitting outside the show. We wandered in, past a crowd of cigarette smoking showgoers, and began what would be our first and only night of attendance.
An excuse to escape one city in exchange for another, this year's show was held in an otherwise unused warehouse on the south side of the city, a space that can house more than 150 motorcycles. Snow showed up the day before the show, though. A cold front moved into the area, leaving the city of Portland covered in more than eight inches of winter wonderland. Hence our decision not to drive.
Our friend Chris had offered us both a place to stay and a ride to and from the train station. His two-wheel drive Chevy creeper van, equipped with chains, was "unstoppable," or so he said. The train ride, my first since I was seven or eight, was a slow experience; albeit better than risking the well being of our automobile. By the time we crossed the border into Oregon, the windows on either side of the train looked out onto snow covered trees, farmland and tiny little towns I had never seen before. We wondered how well Chris' cargo van would handle what lie ahead...
Chris was waiting outside the train station. His Xtreme edition Chevy van, with which he hauls motorcycles to race tracks, was warmed up and waiting. Assuming the snow would not cease, we headed straight to the show. The streets of Portland on this particular day were all but empty. And so we slid sideways through every intersection, Chris and I commenting on apex's and appropriate entry points as we went. Unlike other years, there were very few motorcycles sitting outside the show. We wandered in, past a crowd of cigarette smoking showgoers, and began what would be our first and only night of attendance.
2/4/14
The One Motorcycle Show (2014)
Now in its fifth iteration, The One Motorcycle Show is a three day thing starting at 6pm on Friday, February 7th and ending around 3pm on Sunday, February 9th. The show, which will be held in a beautiful brick building on the corner of SE Morrison St and SE 10th Ave (map), will feature more than 100 motorcycles built by El Solitario MC, RSD, ICON, See See Motorcycles, 4Q Conditioning, Loaded Gun Customs and Classified Moto (plus many more), as well as 21 helmets decorated by an assortment of artists. If you're interested in attending (it's free, you fool!), additional info is available here.
9/23/13
Shaping the Northwest #2
Our friends at Warm Current and WAVES for Development have teamed up for the second annual Shaping the Northwest fundraiser. The event, which will take place on Thursday, October 3rd in Portland, OR, will feature locally shaped surfboards from some of the northwest’s finest shapers, as well as surf art and photography, music, a silent auction, raffle items, tamales and beer! $10 donations are being accepted at the door. Click here to learn more about the event.
A Short Stay
With the forecast calling for twelve-foot waves and wind outta the south, our friends at Moment Surf Co. were prepared to cancel the 15th Annual Cape Kiwanda Longboard Classic. But with a slice of Saturday looking less shitty than the rest of the weekend, Jeff decided to squeeze the entire contest into one day; their fingers firmly crossed that the wind wouldn't arrive any earlier than anticipated. We pulled into Pacific City around 11am on Friday, having stayed the night at the Commodore Hotel in Astoria the night prior (a hotel I would recommend to anyone staying in Oregon).
It was ugly, to say the least. Waves breaking across the beach, a wall of white water awaiting anyone that was willing. It was also raining. We stayed inside Stimulus most of the afternoon, working and whatnot. Shortly after we ate lunch, Jeff asked for our help setting up the projector and screen onto which they would play Cyrus Sutton's new film, Compass_ing, later that evening. Festivities followed. Pale Ale and pulled pork. The movie and live music. We retired to Derek and Laura's cabin for a night cap and then passed out in the back of our rental van.
The swell showed up Saturday. A-frames all over the place. Big ones. The first heat saw one broken board and more than a few frightened faces. We watched the waves for awhile and then decided to head north in search of something smaller. We pulled outta Pacific City shortly after 10am and headed north on Highway 101. We cut across to Portland, connected with Interstate-5, then drove North and reconnected with 101 shortly after Olympia. From there the highway leads North through Shelton, past Potlach and around Dabob Bay before turning west toward Sequim. A long drive, but a beautiful one.
It was ugly, to say the least. Waves breaking across the beach, a wall of white water awaiting anyone that was willing. It was also raining. We stayed inside Stimulus most of the afternoon, working and whatnot. Shortly after we ate lunch, Jeff asked for our help setting up the projector and screen onto which they would play Cyrus Sutton's new film, Compass_ing, later that evening. Festivities followed. Pale Ale and pulled pork. The movie and live music. We retired to Derek and Laura's cabin for a night cap and then passed out in the back of our rental van.
The swell showed up Saturday. A-frames all over the place. Big ones. The first heat saw one broken board and more than a few frightened faces. We watched the waves for awhile and then decided to head north in search of something smaller. We pulled outta Pacific City shortly after 10am and headed north on Highway 101. We cut across to Portland, connected with Interstate-5, then drove North and reconnected with 101 shortly after Olympia. From there the highway leads North through Shelton, past Potlach and around Dabob Bay before turning west toward Sequim. A long drive, but a beautiful one.
9/5/13
Wheels & Waves
Join us next Thursday night (September 12th) for a solo art exhibition from our friend, Patrick 'Duffy' De Armas. Inspired by his love of engines and the ocean, this art exhibition will take place at The Piranha Shop in downtown Seattle, and will feature a variety of new work, as well as things you may have seen around the city. Show starts at six and ends at ten. And yes, there will be booze you can buy.
8/9/13
Mobile Surf Movies - Vol.1
Bring a blanket or a cozy camp chair and park it in front of Fargo the Cargo Van for an evening of sixties stoke! We'll be showing Blue Surfari on the smooth side of our creepy cargo carrier, Saturday, August 31st and Sunday, September 1st shortly after sunset. This is the first of three 'Mobile Surf Movies,' sponsored by Stoke Harvester, that we'll be showing this September! Click here for additional info.
7/31/13
Wave Series
Join us this Friday, August 2nd, at the Pel'Meni Dumpling Tzar in Fremont for the opening of an art exhibition featuring our friend, Kyle Wilson. To be honest, I don't know the details (aside from what's on this here flyer), but I do know Kyle is cool and his art is awesome. Sold? You should be!
7/22/13
Beatles, Bikes and Boards
Sir Paul McCartney played a sold out show at Safeco Field on Friday night. 45,000 people. Apparently he's popular. And while Paul played 'Hey Jude' to a swirling mass of moms and dads, us creatures of the unusual stood shoulder to shoulder, cold cans in our claws, admiring the work of quite a few craftsmen. Bikes built not to set land speed records, but to transport someones soul. And surfboards shaped in the sixties, when surfing wasn't a sport. Two Tribes sharing a space, exchanging ideas.
There were friends, and friends of friends, and even some family. There was talk of travel - breakdowns and bad days and secret surf spots down south. And while our friend Paul made parking a pain in the ass, people still showed (much appreciated, I might add). Probably because motor bikes and surfing boards feed a feeling, and if you've experienced one, you can appreciate the other. Follow the link for a few photos from Friday nights Two Tribes show, our second annual custom motorcycle and classic surfboard celebration.
There were friends, and friends of friends, and even some family. There was talk of travel - breakdowns and bad days and secret surf spots down south. And while our friend Paul made parking a pain in the ass, people still showed (much appreciated, I might add). Probably because motor bikes and surfing boards feed a feeling, and if you've experienced one, you can appreciate the other. Follow the link for a few photos from Friday nights Two Tribes show, our second annual custom motorcycle and classic surfboard celebration.
7/19/13
#TwoTribes
Just a friendly reminder that the second annual Two Tribes celebration, a custom motorcycle and classic surfboard show, will take place this evening at The Piranha Shop in downtown Seattle. Join us for an evening of single finned shenanigans and two wheeled tomfoolery. Click here for additional info.
6/26/13
Two Tribes (2)
Join us at The Piranha Shop on Friday, July 19th for Two Tribes (2), our second annual custom motorcycle and classic surfboard show. This year's event will benefit A Warm Current and will feature an assortment of old school sticks and custom built bikes. Additional info is available here.
6/14/13
Seaside Surf Swap
If you're in the OR area, stop by the Seaside Surf Shop tomorrow, Saturday, June 15th, for their fifth annual surfy swap. Plate lunch is just $5 and it sounds like everything in their shop will be on sale.
6/10/13
Nine Foot & Single
A few minutes of film from this year's 9'ft & Single competition in Canggu. Brought to you by Deus Bali.
5/13/13
Loggin' the Buck 2.0
Wet was our word this weekend. We should have known, though. A forty percent chance of precipitation translates to one hundred when it comes to the coast. We had no idea, however, that it would rain all day and all night, for forty-eight hours! Oh well. Friday was fantastic, and the company couldn't have been better. So I really can't complain. We left around three-thirty on Thursday. Drove out to Angel's, ate soba noodles that Quinton had cooked, exchanged gifts (Sunday being both my birthday and Mother's Day) then fell asleep in Fargo. We woke up early the next morning - seven something. Grabbed a cup of coffee and a fresh-out-of-the-oven strawberry scone from Oven Spoonful. You don't know delicious until you've had one of them things!
We headed west shortly thereafter. A small, southwest swell was what the internet had indicated, and small was certainly what awaited us. After securing some space, setting up a couple of tents and circling our chairs around an empty fire pit, we slipped into our suits and paddled out. It was pretty good and glassy. Shin to thigh with a few wild ones. I surfed my old man's Mark Martinson, which is wider and thicker than my Feral Pig, but only half as heavy. It was alright. Four hours forward and we were out of the water, heating up hot dogs and drinking beer in the back of Junior's new Custom Cruiser.
We headed west shortly thereafter. A small, southwest swell was what the internet had indicated, and small was certainly what awaited us. After securing some space, setting up a couple of tents and circling our chairs around an empty fire pit, we slipped into our suits and paddled out. It was pretty good and glassy. Shin to thigh with a few wild ones. I surfed my old man's Mark Martinson, which is wider and thicker than my Feral Pig, but only half as heavy. It was alright. Four hours forward and we were out of the water, heating up hot dogs and drinking beer in the back of Junior's new Custom Cruiser.










