Showing posts with label Polaroid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Polaroid. Show all posts

Monday, 25 July 2011

Why?

The people of Norway showed us a lot of love when we recently visited... our thoughts and hearts are with ya'll right now.

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Thursday, 17 June 2010

Sunday, 29 November 2009

Sky.


On the drive home after a funky little sess 30 mins down the road in Lincolnshire.

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Wednesday, 25 November 2009

Kirsty.


















Bounty hunter.

Found owt today?
Nope.

What the most valuable thing you've ever found?
Erm... a bag of nails.

No way, where?
Not telling.

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Saturday, 21 November 2009

Friday, 20 November 2009

Dave.

Good friend and fellow North Sea advocate Dave.

What are you riding?
I'm constantly trying to re-think my quiver, but currently I'm riding
a 5'10" roundtail, a 6'1" squash, and a 6'3" rounded pin. The former
two are at the end of their lives though so it's time for some new
editions

Favourite North Sea spot?
Cove. Or C.Point. That's two though, sorry.

Three words on the North Sea?
Viking. Forties. Dogger.

Sunday, 1 November 2009

Stories from the North Sea.

Chronicles from Doggerland.

Stories from the North Sea, the North Sea is a freakin' cold and hardy place its shores are inhabited by a resourceful group of people. In surfing terms the North Sea is relatively unknown, its a fickle place and local knowledge is key. From stories of fabled slabs that even Kelly made a special trip for to the wind swept beaches of the Lowlands of Belguim and Holland that only the most dogged surf.

Year in and out. From Norway to Scotland from Denmark to England and all the spots inbetween the general idea is to travel photograph and listen to the stories from the people of Doggerland - the Doggerland groms, heavies, hippies and
kooks.