Firstly thanks to Billabong and O’neill for fronting the cash for my little Woodstock inspired idea! Cheers Aj and Jason(and the Two Scotty’s)…
The concept was simple enough, bring some talented surfers together, get their sponsors to chip in $100 each, get the surfers to punt large, baddest/maddest air wins and winner takes all(less a measily photog and film fee), BUT as with all things supposedly simple ‘Murphy’s Bloody Law’ has to prevail.
The eastside is reknowned for its puntability, smallish none-too-sucky-nor-too-heavy ramps are usually in abundance on the Coro, but hey as soon as you organise an air comp the swell decides to jack to 4-6ft with bigger sets and thus closeout just about every blinkin’ Coro beachie imaginable… not the best conditions to contest an air contest!! Cheers Murphy ya Carnt!!
Also add to that one of the proposed surfer’s Rangi putting expired eye drops in his eyes, “Owwwwwwwwwwwww! Aaaaarghh. fark ….fark…it’s like someone has lit little mini campfires under me eyelids! aaaaargh, ow, ow, ow!!!”, and then he tried to conteract it with Horseradish tablets which ultimately made him break out in ‘Horse Rash’. Things weren’t starting great.
So three surfers were cut to two, but hey, the two air bandits , Matty Hewitt and Braedon Williams, were still frothing to face off. Rangi jumped in rash’n’all just to be part of it and World Famous (in NZ and Paeroa and Tokoroa) Little Weeds film division finalist Blake Myers was employeed (for 50 cents/hr) to document it all on digital celluloid.
Now what ol’ Carnt Murphy didn’t bank on is my innate knowledge of the infamous Coromandel, so after much deliberation and fruitless(expensive) phone conversations I made the call on the only spot that might offer up a ramp or two for the lads… RoleyHeyHey Bay! Surrounded by about 12,000 swell-killing islands, the mega swell would be cut in half and hopefully offer up 2-3ft of contestable air surf.
So it was game on. Ding Ding Ding! Braedon and Matty glared at each other, suited up, waxed up, then ran in opposite directions on the beach to find the best ramps. For fark’s sake, they coulda surfed the same peak so I didn’t have to swivle around 270 degress everytime one of them threathened to paddle for a wave…
TUNE IN TOMORROW NIGHT FOR THE NEXT UPDATE ON THE(insert world wrestling commentator voice)… ‘DiggaSURF Punt For Caaaaaashh’……….