Saturday, December 05, 2015

Carissa Moore is the World Champion. Again.

And here's one of the waves she caught in the final (when she already knew she was the world champion).



Seriously an inspiring athlete.

And woman.

Sunday, October 18, 2015

Whatever, The Inertia.

As much as I'm loathe to contribute even slightly to this article getting any more attention than it's click-bait style writing aims to achieve, I still really want to say to Alex Haro and the rest of The Inertia editorial staff, 'Are you fucking serious?'

'3 Reasons How Surfing Can Make You Into A Full Blown Sex Machine' not only hacks at rules of grammar, but is also an actual article that The Inertia published on their website.

So if/when you go ahead and click to read this piece of crap, lad's mag style, stereotype-filled 'comedy' piece,  keep in mind that it's written by the Senior Editor at The Inertia, a website that has variously described itself as 'The Thinking Surfer's Website', and the 'Definitive Surfing Community'.

The Inertia is a website that flits unreflexively between publishing strong articles that highlight and argue against the sexism, homophobia and racism that can be so common in surfing culture and media, to articles that contribute to and perpetuate these issues in surfing culture and media. Apparently, this is about showcasing a range of perspectives to reflect the diversity in surfing, but there's a point at which I just can't get past the hypocrisy. If articles like this one were buried in the mass of content they produce each day, then fine. But they're not. These articles are promoted across their website and social media as strongly as their best, most critical ones.

And look, humans are inconsistent and we move between arguments and behaviours and we contradict ourselves all the time and that's understandable - humans are wonderful and shit all at once. But this isn't that. This is just a case of shitty, lame, lad mag writing which, if they must publish it, should most certainly not be coming from their own senior editorial staff. At the very least, they could just let it come from unpaid, freelance writers they could distance themselves from. But no. By allowing this to come from their own editorial fold, they have to stand by the content, which even further takes away from The Inertia's already tenuous relationship to forward thinking, change affecting media production.

Friday, October 16, 2015

Gwyn Haslock surfs in Cornwall

So, I know it has been around for a while, and I also hate that this is ultimately advertising but this little film is pretty great:



Some super interesting points that help highlight how and why surfing was possible or not for women in the past. For example, the capacity to carry their own surfboard (which was limited by the weight and length) and the limited number of other women participating.

Fingers crossed I get to live and surf as long as Gwyn.

Monday, September 21, 2015

Not pretty, not perfect, not warm

The last couple of months, the weather has been pretty crappy here, making it hard to get outside to run, to walk and to generally be outdoors. To be fair, it has been winter. But last weekend there were some wonderful, sunshine-y breaks in the weather. Sadly these didn't include any waves - through circumstance and timing, I hadn't surfed in weeks, but I feel pretty zen about that these days. There'll always be more waves, and in the meantime I still got to go for a long walk.

I rarely check the surf before I go for a walk, so I always wonder if when I get to the top of the hill if I'm going to see anything tempting below me. A few times I've crested the hill and found myself running the kilometre or two home to get my board and rush back to the beach, or kicking myself for not being more organised.


Other times I've been floored by the crazy, messy ocean in front of me - whitewash as far as I can see.


Last weekend was somewhere in between. It wasn't nice, but it wasn't insane. As far as waves go, it was just big, mushy, whitewash-y crap. Let me put it this way, there was no-one out at Manu Bay - not so much as a car in the carpark. Same at the beach. Closeout crud.

So when I walked down I was blown away to see two women on soft boards in the shorebreak, paddling into the crud and having a ball. Actually, I was stoked by the sight. These two women were learners and clearly had hire boards and the waves were cold and messy and uninviting and it was still pretty early and yet, there they were. Learners often get a hard time from more experienced, more skilled surfers, but in all of the world famous surfing paradise that is Raglan, they were the only two people stoked enough and committed enough to be out in the water. They were the only two who got up and got out there even though it wasn't pretty, wasn't perfect and wasn't warm. They were the only two people getting waves.

So great. And I was so, so jealous that I don't yet have the kind of buddy here yet, where we can convince each other to go out, rain, hail or shine, pumping or crud.

As far as I can see see, those women are as surfy as it gets.


Sunday, September 20, 2015

Speechless

I haven't written much on my blog this year. I've wanted to but the stories didn't seem to flow from my brain into words on the screen the way I've always found they have. It's not writer's block because I've been writing lots of other things in other places, so perhaps my word count got used up. Or something. I don't know. But I think about it a lot because I really love writing this blog. Actually, I really love writing.

But I have a couple of stories I want to share from today and last weekend, so I'll write them up over the next couple of days.

In the mean time, how beautiful is Aotearoa!!





Monday, September 07, 2015

Published without comment

Only because I'm feeling equal parts 'ugh', 'meh' and impressed.



On her Instagram post, the surfer, Maud Le Car, says she lost a bet hence the get up. But the clip description on YouTube is a but more political:

"Being a sexy pro surfer is one thing and being a skilled and accomplished pro surfer is another...

Pro surfer Maud Le Car wants you to know that female pro surfers can look glamor and talented at the same time. She wants to prove that surfing is not just about glamor. Surfing is one of the most physically demanding sports there today."

I'm not entirely convinced of what kind of awareness it raises, but you know. I get it.

Oh look, I made comment!


Monday, August 03, 2015

Where will it end?

Hopefully it ends very soon...

I've been avoiding watching this clip all day but it got sent to me in an email* and, after watching it, I can honestly say I have seen few things more pointless and lame and irritating than that clip. The money, the time, the image of a Red Bull sponsored guy gunning past a woman on a SUP and Tahitian men in a waka is mortifying.

It is everything I hate about Red Bull sponsored everything, in one tidy clip.



When I watched this clip, I didn't see the new horizons of human endeavour. Instead all I saw was a waste of money, time and human capacity and ingenuity. And this is coming from someone who believes in art, music and sport.

Near the end I was actively cheering on the heaving wall of whitewash, wishing it would engulf that fool and smash his stupid contraption, but then I realised that if it did, petrol would flood into the crystal waters in that lagoon. How was this even a thing that happened in this place? How did they even get permission?

I don't consider myself old or particularly conservative, and I'm certainly a champion of creativity, problem solving and new ideas. However, this is none of that. To me - and, look, maybe I can be convinced otherwise - this is a company with too much money, spending it on something that doesn't matter that has no greater good. I mean, think what these people could achieve towards chancing the world for good if they set their minds to it. Instead, they rode Teahupoo on an adapted motor bike.

This clip doesn't inspire awe in me. This clip makes me despair.


*An email whose subject line inspired the title of this post.


Friday, June 05, 2015

I'm 100% going to watch this: Redux

I'm a passionate advocate for voting in elections. Although I don't always like the choices I have on offer, I still go along whenever I have the opportunity to participate in the form of democracy that we have on offer, to make sure that I have contributed to the formation of government. Along with paying tax, I see voting as one of the few responsibilities we have in return for living in a safe, prosperous society. At the very least, I feel that voting gives me the right to whinge about politics. Of course, not everyone shares my enthusiasm for elections.

Over the years, I've wondered if the apathy Australians (and many others) feel about their right to vote - seeing it as a bother rather than a power - is due to the fact that as a nation we didn't have to fight for it and thus take it for granted. This morning I remembered that's a load of crap. Most people except land-owning white men had to wait and often argue for the right to vote, including, of course, women.

The suffragette movement was an early and fundamental building block of the feminist movement which has grown, diversified and flourished ever since. Despite this, I never expected to see a Hollywood, possible Oscar-contending film about the suffragette movement in the UK. But here it is!!



Hell yes!!!

This film is made in a time when the politics of women in mainstream films remain a highly visible reminder that women's issues are not usually embraced as interesting for the public, and women actors are not seen as viable leads on their own terms. Salma Hayek recently explained that she had lost roles when a male lead decided he didn't want to work with her, while Geena Davis has a whole movement happening around the visibility of women in media. I'm not suggesting that the issues highly paid actresses face in Hollywood are the most pressing of our global concerns about women's rights, but it is a highly visible one.

And it makes the production of this film all the more interesting. And it stars Meryl Streep and Helen Bonham Carter - two women who have managed to hold careers that they were in control of and in which they have played interesting and varied characters, as well as speak to the politics of Hollywood with authority and integrity.

And it's a film about an important historical period and change - women gaining the right to vote. Nay, women fighting for and winning the previously denied right to vote. This fight has wrought social and cultural changes for women to the point that, in the West at least, we now are able to take for granted. This film is a timely reminder of how far we have come, and who was responsible for that change.

This is not a 'women's film'. This is a 'based-on-actual-events' film, this is an 'historical' film, this is a 'human rights' film, and while I cannot vouch for the quality of it yet, we should all go check it out.

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

I am 100% going to watch this

Confession: I love action films.

As in, they're one of the few things in life that makes me happy to momentarily throw aside my politics and critical thinking and just get lost in the insanely problematic maelstrom of explosions, car chases, violence, and special effects. I don't even need a plausible plot! I just love the total craziness of it all. That's not to say that I don't notice all the propaganda, sexism, racism and homophobia because you know I do. I so, so do. And it's not to say that I don't want the film industry to find ways to fix all of that stuff up. And of course all of this is something that is hotly debated online: Mad Max: Fury Road has certainly inspired some good debate and media around that, any film by Joss Wheadon* is also an opener of worm cans, and The Hawkeye Initiative sure highlights the degree to which comics and superhero films treat women really terribly. Of course, I think through all the issues later on and think of ways that they suck and I read all the debates that go on line in terms of, in particular, sexism. But I love them anyway.

I can't really explain why, but when it comes to action films, you can count on me to be on board as an enthusiastic viewer, so when I saw this trailer for Point Break 2 my heart leapt into my throat.



That clip is everything. It is all the sports you can think of - surfing, snowboarding, base jumping, sky diving... Did they actually miss anything except high lining? It is also all the cliches and all the stereotypes. And yet, check out a woman charging Teahupoo. Yeah, of course she's in a bikini, because no woman can possibly surf waves in a wetsuit or boardshorts, but she's there and that's something, right. Anyway, since we have Bodhi and Johnny Utah back, that woman better be called Tyler.

Also, how's how Bodhi and Johnny Utah have swapped hair colours! I wonder what the thinking was on that? Is brunette more edgy now? Also, why does Tyler have to have long hair. Yawn.

Oh my gosh, I'm so excited. I'm excited to see it and I'm excited to see what decisions they make about representing women. Come on Tyler!!



*You can look Joss Wheadon debates up yourself. He's surrounded by controversy at the moment, but he made Buffy and he's been consistently vocal about making better female characters in action films.

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Sexism: It can happen on a beach, it can happen in the air, it can happen anywhere :)

One of my favourite things about New Zealand is their national airline, which has these great safety videos that take a totally different and engaging approach to seat-belts, emergency lighting and the brace position. Honestly, they're clever and funny and engaging and you actually want to watch them. Let me repeat that: You want to watch the safety video the whole way through. If you don't believe me, you can visit their YouTube channel, where they have all of these safety videos for public consumption.Think about that for a second.

A couple of months ago, there was on that made me feel pretty uncomfortable. It was all Swimsuit Illustrated girls and women in bikinis. They played on the bimbo stereotype, twirling their hair and doing their makeup, all in bikinis. I suppose that's okay on paper. I mean it's sexist, but pretty standard. But the experience of sitting next to people watching sexualised images of women for our entertainment and consumption - on a safety video that you HAVE to watch because it's in front of your face - made me squirm in my seat.



I wanted to write to them and say something and I guess I should have, because their latest offering is pretty bad as well.

Their latest offering makes me feel less uncomfortable than it does cranky. Because it's sexist in a way that is embarrassing and silly and easy to fix. It's sexist in a way that it didn't need to be. Come! Play along! Look carefully and see if you can pick the sexism in this clip:



Did you see it? Actually, did you see the multiple incidents? Did you notice how everyone is a Surfer except for two people who are Surfers and Models, as though their being a model is somehow relevant to this video. Because it's not. Did you see the practised longing looks Alana Blanchard and Anastasia Ashley throw over their shoulders. Tee hee hee, boys. The inclusion of Paige Hareb as 'NZ's #1 Female Surfer' shows that women who surf don't need additional qualifiers. I mean, they don't mention there that Paige is also a competitive boxer, so why do they need to mention the other day jobs of Alana and Anastasia? What did it change, impact or effect except to make me wonder why they bothered mentioning it.

The thing is, Alana Blanchard and Anastasia Ashley are really good surfers and deserve to be recognised for their achievements in the water. They both surf so well and Anastasia Ashley charges in heavy surf. But according to the internet this is not the part of their identity that they choose to emphasise nor the one they're best known for - Alana's surfing is not the reason she has 1.2 million Instagram followers - so AirNZ got itself in a bit of a trap by using them. Because they are not currently on the women's tour and they have not been world champions, but there are plenty of women who are and have been. The reminder that they're models is more of a reminder to me of why AirNZ chose them to be involved at all.

One plus though was the lack of bikinis featured, which was surprising. I wonder if there was enough criticism of the Swimsuit Illustrated video and all of its attendant cleavage that AirNZ made sure the women were wearing wetsuits in this one. The lack of swimwear really stood out to me, so on that, nicely played AirNZ. So close. And yet... not quite.

Of course, critics of this criticism will argue that the men are sexualised in a way that the wetsuit clad women weren't - the men's bodies are on display and caressed by the camera, and that's not so cool either. It's hard to film surfing without filming folk in their swimmers and boardshorts, especially on the Gold Coast or Malibu, but there's a difference between something or someone being inherently sexy and being explicitly sexualised. And also, isn't Mick Fanning a model too? He seems to be in a LOT of advertising campaigns for clothes, sunglasses, headphones, boardshorts, wetsuits, surfboards and so one, so doesn't that make him '3 x World Champion and Model'? Why leave it out?

And this is the point. Because it seems like a small thing leaving that word in there, but really it's not. And it's going to irritate the hell out of me every AirNZ flight I take for the next few months.

In the future, maybe, just let a woman be a surfer without having to be represented as a slashie.

"These ain't no slashies folks. These are the pure breeds."



Friday, May 08, 2015

I would want to go, but... I'm not sure I could.

So I know I talk a lot about the inherent sexism in surfing, especially in surf media. I know I also talk a lot about how social media offers a way for individual surfers to make their own decisions about the kinds of images they post and promote in relation to surfing and life more generally. I've been pretty stoked on how social media has contributed loads of new representations of women and women's surfing - @babesonwaves is a great example of this. Of course, it can also be used to sing the same song of butt shots etc, so don't think I'm saying it's all rosy, but still, there is lots of potential and lots of cool things happening. So when I see images like the one below being used to promote a really great cause, and being re-posted by people who want to sincerely want to promote that event, I get bummed out.


I found this image on Kassia Meador's Instagram site, which she uses in part to promote her new wetsuit range (which is pretty great, by the way). I don't know what Kassia Meador thinks about this image beyond it promoting this event, but I feel like the links to past objectification and sexualisation of women in surfing culture is pretty strong. For example, for a while in surf magazine advertising women lost their heads and faces with images focusing squarely on their bodies in the way this image does. There is some really well known research on this by Margaret Henderson, but I thought we'd largely got past that. Yeah, women wear bikinis on the beach, so I get that such images will continue and that's totally fine. But this image is more the kind of angle you would see in a wildlife documentary, and that's totally not okay. Because I feel like these women should be able to pick up rubbish on the beach and not have some guy imagine it as a possibility for something more. Seriously, how creepy is that guy!! Maybe he can look while walking, maybe, but to stop and stand and stare? Creep.

It's an illustration, okay. I know. But honestly, doesn't it make your stomach turn a bit? I feel gross re-posting it here and thus allowing it more airplay.

The event sounds great and I hope it's successful. But maybe they could make their promotions a little less sexist in the future.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

April chill

It's not summer here anymore. The days are getting shorter, the mornings are crisp and tonight... tonight, I turned on the heater in my bedroom. 

To be honest, I've been looking forward to hunkering down in these colder months. I'm on of those people who feels guilty sleeping any time that it's not dark, so the long, relentless, sunny days have left me feeling very tired. Also, summer is always so busy, which is wonderful but I'm ready to stop. I'm ready to spend a lot of time on my couch, listening to tunes, slowly cooking my dinner, which has the added bonus of warming my little house.*

Of course, the cold brings other benefits too, the first one being 'waves', the second being 'fewer people'. 

(Photo by the very clever Kath Bicknell)


*Footnote

*And with that in mind, all hail soup!

Monday, April 13, 2015

In my dream

So, I had the weirdest dream the other night.

I know that is about the creepiest way that anyone can start a story, but, well, I did.

I'm not going to go into details - listening to other peoples' dream is usually pretty irritating - but the crux of it is that I came upon a group exercise class, but it was really, really fit people who were training really hard. And then I looked and noticed that one of the people working out was Kelly Slater. But, because he is so fit and wanted to work out so hard, instead of shoes he was wearing mini, round balance boards on his feet. Not shoes with inflated, rounded soles, but actual small balance boards with inflated, rounded balls underneath.

Not surprisingly, he seemed pretty intense about his training, so I avoided talking to him. But he really was impressively fit! I guess if you're at a point where you're wearing balance balls for shoes, you're a fair bit further along the fitness spectrum than I am.

Balance board shoes. They were pretty weird looking.

But the weirdest thing about that dream is that I usually dream about everyday, mundane things like doing my grocery shopping, going to the beach, or having a disagreement - it's always made me worried that I don't have much of an imagination. I rarely have surreal or fantastical dreams so this moment in whatever the rest of this dream was is really up there.

Monday, February 23, 2015

The future is here and.... nooooooooo!

So, today, for the first time ever, I saw someone out in the lineup PULL THEIR iPHONE OUT OF THEIR BOARDSHORTS AND CHECK THEIR MESSAGES! Not voicemail, but texts or emails or social media or the swell report or something.

Say what now?

He never took a photo, never took a call, but while I was out there I saw him check his phone a few times and it totally bummed me out.

I'm guessing that people using their mobiles in the water is going to increasingly become a thing, and I've been sadly trying to comes to some kind of terms with it for a while because one of the things that I really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really love about surfing is that it's forced time away from that stuff. Like flying where you can could just sit back and do other things because you can't couldn't check your emails. It's like when I go for an after-work walk and don't take my phone unless I want to take pictures. I have a separate iPod so I can have tunes without my phone for that very reason.

I love that when I paddle out it's just people and the sea (and Go-pros now I guess). People sitting quietly alone or with others. Or (if I'm around) people talking and laughing with friend with no distractions other than waves or a turtle or a bird or (again, if I'm around) a cool-looking cloud. The idea that folk will have their heads down checking messages or posting to Instagram or doing anything that isn't paying attention to the incredible beauty and thrill of being in the sea and under the sky is so heinous that it makes me feel SAD IN MY HEART.

When I saw this guy, head down, scrolling through his screen I wanted to paddle over and say, 'Sir, I'm judging you right now. Judging. You.' Because I was. But I didn't. I just silently judged him, emitted one of those internal, existential screams that tear at your soul every now and again, and took a deep breath.

And then I caught a bunch of really long, fun waves and got caught on the inside by a massive set and was wrenched around by the ocean and felt awesome!

Friday, February 13, 2015

Women who run with the tides

When it comes to talking about improving the visibility, representation and opportunities for women in surfing, one of the common points made is that 'Women need more role models'. And it's a fair point. Until recently, only the most high-performance, most successful and/or prettiest female surfers were given media coverage, with others left out because they're 'not good enough' or 'too butch'. Of course, historically the people making those comments and value judgements (How does being 'butch' impact a woman's surfing abilities or value? And what does it matter if someone is 'butch' anyway?) have largely been male magazine editors and marketing directors. These days we have a lot more women in all sorts of roles in surf media and representations of women have improved, all of which is awesome, but there is still an alarming emphasis on youth, beauty and sex appeal.

For younger women I think the high-performance, everyone's-gorgeous, role-model issue remains an especially important area of concern, so those conversations and changes need to continue. But for women who are older the whole role model thing is interesting in a different way because there is an assumption that most people find role models in high-performance or competitive surfing, which isn't always true.When I talk to my friends about surfing aspirations or improvements, they rarely refer to professional surfers. In fact, almost never. Instead, they refer to women from their own community, who manage to surf as well as have a career, a relationship and/or kids. Body image and fashion tend to make way for other issues, and often it is the older, more experienced women that get mentioned as models (or not) of how things can be done - of what to aspire to. 

All of this is (as ever) a long way of coming to a film I have been wanting to share here for a long time, 'Women Who Run With the Tides', by Michelle Shearer. And I apologise for not posting it earlier because it's an important film and a really great one as well.  


This short film was shot in Lennox Head, Australia, just down the road from my home digs in Suffolk Park. It focuses on three women - Marg, 64, Sally, 58 and Carol, 50 - who have different surfing histories, ability levels and life situations, but who all share a passion for being in the sea as often as possible. These are the kinds of stories that are common when it comes to tales about men. These stories are important in local, regional and national understandings of surfing, because they contribute to how we remember what happened, who was participating, and what things were like at any one time, but they also have resonance in representing what is possible for various people. As men from surfing's boom period of the 1950s and 60s have aged, their stories have continued to be represented, thus showing it is possible to surf past youth, into middle-age and beyond. But as women struggle to have their most successful surfers make it into the media, older, less skilled women have had no space at all! And this does have repercussions. One friend of mine who is in her 50s told me that she worries about getting older because she becomes increasingly invisible in the surf. The older guys get positioned as 'local legends' with space made for them to get waves. Not always, but it certainly happens. Yet women don't seem to be treated the same way. This friend has been surfing her home break for over 20 years, but these days she's yelled at and dropped in on by young men just arrived to town - men who surf with far less skill and grace, and with much less knowledge of the break itself. 

Michelle's film is a beautiful example of how significant ordinary, everyday role models are for people and for our culture, and after this film was release I know many women had conversations about the women in their community who they look up to. In my own surfing life, I'm really lucky because I have many women I can look up to in the surf. Some of them are friends of mine, some of them I just know them from the surf, but they all provide an example of what it might look like for me to keep surfing as I age. Not only that it is possible to do so, but the compromises I might make, the ways I might be able to continue contributing to my surfing community, and how I might be able to continue doing that in my own style and on my own terms. 

Legends. 

The 'Women Who Run With the Tides' Fcebook page has info on upcoming screenings as well as a way to contact Michelle if you would like.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

This girl surfs

My clever friend, Holly, showed me this short film yesterday. From the Youtube post:
Oumaima Erhali is a 17-year-old Moroccan woman determined to surf. She’s part of a generation pushing boundaries in a country where many believe a surfboard is no place for a young Muslim woman. But Oumaima won’t let stereotypes hold her back from the sport she loves or the life she wants to lead.




Monday, January 19, 2015

The boy's journey

If you know anything about surf blogs, then you know that the best of all of them is The Endless Bummer NY. Toddy (and co.'s) view of surfing has taught me a lot about what surfing is, how it fits into our sense of self, and where it can be found in our everyday lives.

While he always seems to have some awesome surf project or other on the go, Toddy's latest film is something quite close to home - teaching his son about surfing. This isn't just a 'how to surf' education, but is about the ways of seeing the world that come with a relationship to surfing culture, experiences, history, technology, places and people. As I watch my niece grow into surfing through her own love of the beach and waves as well as watching and copying me, I've been intrigued to see what she adopts and how my own approaches to surfing are absorbed into shaping her own. It's a pretty awesome thing to weave into your relationship with the kids in your life, that's for sure.



As Toddy explains:
Here at the Endless Bummer New York No Surf Surf Blog of Champions we try to constantly innovate, periodically evolvate and even haphazardly percolate. In our constant search for new ways to talk about whatever it is we like to talk about, we've noticed there are few people talking about whatever it is we like to talk about, namely, not surfing. Or rather, and more precisely, the subtle things that happen in and around, before and after and leading up to the act of surfing. This includes, of course, the formative years, for both children and adults, that shape and codify the personal definition of what it means to be a surfer. In this, we endeavor to have a frank conversation, to set things straight, if you will. Really maybe all we're doing is setting things curvy, but we're obviously fine with that too.
To fund this project, Toddy and Robinson have a Kickstarter campaign running. At $8000, the financial goal is modest, especially considering the excellent film that I know they will make. If you want to contribute - and I encourage you to - you can find out more here.


Thursday, January 08, 2015

Duke's Day

If you live in Sydney are have no plans over the next couple of days, you might like to check out the Duke's Day centenary celebrations of Duke Kahanamoku's surfing demonstration at Freshwater.


There are a bunch of events and talks on, and I'm pretty stoked to be part of it too. As per usual, I'm on a panel that is called The Women of Surfing and Swimming (as though every other panel is about men!), but there are some cool women participating, so I'm looking forward to hearing what they have to say. I also get to talk with Jemma Piggott, Nick Carroll and Phil Jarratt about surfer and water woman, Isabel Letham, which is pretty exciting. I've talked about how awesome Isabel is on this blog before, but I'm looking forward to learning loads more about her from Jemma, whose passion for Isabel's legacy is unparalleled.

Anyway, if you're there and you see me, please come and say hello!