Wondering what to wear to the BGSR Jungle Surfari Backyard BBQ? Wondering who to bring? Well, you could do worse than look to Jerry Hall and Bryan Ferry for inspiration.
A little over-dressed I hear you say?
Nah! Just because Jerry called Bryan ‘a lampshade’ and then left him for Mick doesn’t mean he didn’t know what was what when it came to things sartorial.
And dance moves? Check this out:
You probably know it as the Proust Questionnaire, or maybe you’ve seen something like it on the back page of Vanity Fair. But really the idea was born at your very own Bondi Girls Surf Riders. Back in the day – before blogs, before Facebook, hey, even before email (so before some of you were born) – BGSR kept its members in the loop with a newsletter. This newsletter was written (no, not by hand, not by typewriter – we’re not that old), photocopied (at someone’s workplace when the boss wasn’t looking), put in a stamped envelope (that bit was by hand) and posted. So eagerly was it awaited, members were known to take the day off work in order to be there when the postie arrived. The fave segment was the famous BGSR Questionnaire. So, due to popular demand, here it is back again for your reading pleasure.
10 Questions, 10 Answers. We provide the questions, you provide the answers. First up is the original seahag, Milo von Millicent von Seahgag-Hyde. Over to you Milly… Continue reading
The second in our extremely popular series. This time we head back to the late 1980s with a story about falling in (and out of) love with surfing.
Surf’s Up
By Karen de Perthuis
It all started at Bronte one summer.
‘I’m thinking of taking up surfing,’ I said to a boy I was trying to impress.
‘Can you ride a skateboard?’
‘A skateboard?’
‘Do you ski?’ I had bought a very fashionable ski-jacket on sale once, but it was still brand new and anyway I didn’t really want to wear it in the water.
‘Well…’
‘Surfing,’ he said, standing up to let the early morning sun frame his golden curls in a god-like halo, ‘is much harder – in fact, it’s been called the hardest and most complex activity known to Man. You see, you have to balance on a moving object.’
He looked down at me. ‘Maybe you should try boogie-boarding instead. It’s much easier.’
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If anyone knows about coming-of-age stories it’s Nell Schofield, star of Puberty Blues, possibly the best coming-of-age surf film ever. As part of what we hope will become a regular feature on the BGSR blog, Nell has written a ripper of a story about her early surfing days, back when Bondi was a very different place to the real estate agent’s dream it is today. Take it away Nell…
FROM THE VAULT
By Nell Schofield
Back in the dark ages (circa 1977) when punk ruled and Bali was the new frontier, Bondi was a beach where girls were rarely seen in the line up. You could literally count those lesser spotted surfie chicks on the fingers of one hand. And I was one of them – a rare sunburnt creature riding down from the Junction on my Malvern Star bicycle or catching the bus to the Laundromat at the south end of Campbell Parade where us grommets used to stash our boards in a room out the back. It’s now a flash café of course but back then, thanks to the sympathetic owner, it was all ours.
A few comps ago, when the wind it was howling and the waves were outrageous, Rach H. and I sat in the comfort of a car to nut out how to get BGSR’s Facebook page up and running. This took a very long time, so long in fact that we hardly got wet or cold that day at all. But, hey, we did it. I promptly went home to start writing and inviting, then my email crashed and then, well, I forgot.
And now I need your help.
You’ll know what to do.
(Thanks to Sophie P and Kylie for passing this on.)
Kaz.
The swell was pumping at Bondi last Saturday but as usual it was closing out along most of the beach. Lucky for us we were able to set up in the North Corner this month, having it mostly to ourselves for the first few hours.
There was a great vibe on the beach and plenty of action in the water. It was great to see a few of the ladies bringing their families and boyfriends along to cheer us all on. Thanks for your support guys, mums and dads.
The first heat paddled out early, while the rest of us chowed down on a healthy breakfast thanks to Chrissy Riakos. (Best bircher muesli on the coast!)
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If ever you needed proof that God is a man then cast your mind back to the blow-your-tent-off-its-pegs and ripped-up surf conditions that BGSR got on Saturday. Then think about the postcard perfect Autumn Sunday that was rolled out for our friends over at Bondi Boardriders at their comp. Inequality or what?
All right, so the boys got the sunshine (and the waves and the DJ with the twin deck). But we’ve got the boogie. And if ever you needed proof of that, then check out this cool clip from Christie and Brad at Frothers. Thanks again guys. You rock.
<p><a href=”http://vimeo.com/21912914″>Bondi Girls Surfriders’ April Comp</a> from <a href=”http://vimeo.com/bondeyecandy”>bondEye candy</a> on <a href=”http://vimeo.com”>Vimeo</a>.</p>Brought to you this month by Kimberley Gillan as Kimberly MacMahon has skipped bail and gone to Bali. Take it away, Kim! (And thank you Frothers.)
The 2011 Bondi Girls Surfriders season got off to a banging start with a record turnout last Saturday. At 7.30am the tent was erected on the sand and girls started arriving by the truckload. Old members greeted each other after a summer of surfing and newcomers made themselves known.
Beautiful sets were rolling in and everyone was pumped to hit the water, but by 10am, a howling southerly hit town, turning the glassy waves into chunky chop. Everyone groaned about “typical Bondi”, but nonetheless soldiered on with a grin. Continue reading
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