The SURFING Blog: Memoirs of My Month, Chapter 3

posted by / Blogs, Editorial / September 14, 2010

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Editor’s Note: Chas Smith is SURFING’s roving reporter on things in and around and sometimes unrelated to the world of surfing. We don’t ask questions.

 

I am skipping ahead in this story. To my today. Because the tour is back in Southern California settling into OK surf and morning sickness and thrilling heats between Kolohe Andino and Dane Reynolds. Professional surfing. Southern California. It so sexy!

And I am in Europe driving a Mercedes, drinking coffee and thinking about going to either Berlin or Milan though I can’t really decide which. It so fab!

And even though I am removed from the action by two continents and one ocean, the Atlantic, I feed my fab with surfing’s sexy. Surfing is so the sexiest thing on earth. Ever. Without equal. Sure sure, to be sure, it is sometimes difficult to feel sitting in the middle of the “industry” or not leaving “Newport Beach.” But. Wandering through ancient Euro streets, all Germanic and proper, with sand still in my socks from a pre-flight session it is all very clear and obvious. And the Europeans stare wide-eyed at my salty blonde hair and I smile a Golden State smile.

Surfing is sexier than any of the other action sports. Sexier than any other pastime. It has mystique, it has history. It keeps participants fit and tan. Something about riding waves translates even to people who have never seen an ocean. Surfing, yeah, surfing is the sexiest.

So Slater and Smith (Jordy) and Ace and Jadson (Andre) attack Trestles in the early morning fog. And I reap the benefits far, far away.

You might think I’m foolish. But baby it’s untrue. You might think I’m crazy. All I want is you. And, also, there is a pair of Gucci heels on my hotel room floor and a pair of silver studded Christian Loubs and a red streak of blood across one super white pillow. Sexy.

—Chas Smith

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6 Responses to “The SURFING Blog: Memoirs of My Month, Chapter 3”

  1. pal says:

    Envy, “envidia” (in my country ,Spain)

  2. smugged says:

    Blood?…you’re on the rag in Europe..man you’re playing with fire….

    and stop wearing heels..those are for MEDN :)

  3. joe says:

    Chas your so Rad you should just run Surfing Magazine already and kick that dumb shit travis out….oh wait you already do

  4. t-bag says:

    Blood on the pillow? Did your tranny lover cut himself shaving? SO FAB!!

  5. Andrew says:

    My God, I just can’t figure out if this dude is straight or gay. One minute I like his writing, the next i’m squirming thinking about the last time i’ve heard words like “fab” and “sexy” used so often (high maintenance bimbos). I’m not so sure Chas wasn’t the one wearing the heels after a story like this.

  6. imfineashell says:

    ill tell you what chas is, he’s a muntant gayasourus with baby teeth. a t-bagging t-rex. a bonafide dick ticker of the highest decree. we know you tickle dicks chas. now go join the rest of em in the gutter of gay. penis whisperer. its time to pay up and ship out. your tabs a running dry and im gonna keep your credit card just cuz. touch the wave turd face.

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