Boat Launch
Michae and I had a lot of trouble starting his outboard engine. He just bought it off Craigslist, and was reluctant to ask for help. So I manifested an old sailer man in a Hawaiian shirt to come by and point out the obvious. So he did. He and his daughter fixed boats for a living. But before I asked him for help, he yelled to her across the docks to look for "An old guy, by the boat launch, that looks like me, but who's... Native." Then he looked at me and said "Can I say that? My daughters always giving me hell for saying things I can't. I use to be able to say whatever I wanted." Then we laughed. I told him Native was politically correct, but not Indian, then asked him for a hand. Turned out we put the fuel line on backwards, and the gas wasn't making it to the engine. Though just as guilty as Mike, I poked some fun at him. Then the old guy with one leg said. "Hey, he doesn't have a nose ring buddy!" and I said "You're not allowed to say that." and we fucking lost it laughing. He reminded me so much of my dad. Same with when Michael was swearing at the boat engine, my dad did that a lot. Of course this old man disappeared into thin air without us able to thank him.
"Growing up in northern California, I noticed a parallel between fearlessness in the water and fearlessness on land. A lot of the big wave guys I grew up idolizing were notorious for getting into serious shit—meth, drunk driving accidents, just general mayhem. As the son of a psychologist, I began to wonder if there was something about the brains of these people that drove this behavior. I took my first research job in San Diego in 2009 and though the place has changed, my questions are still the same. I’m still looking for the biological reasons for risky behavior. I’ve learned a lot, but most of my questions are still unanswered and that lack of knowledge keeps me motivated." - Michael Barrus
Without eye contact, we secretly thank the ocean for its offering but say something like “Rad trip, eh?…”
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Mike prepares to hop into the frigid saltwater. This is when we realize the guru that lays inside him.
Shot for Herschel Supply Co.’s Well Travelled blog.
Mike spears a lingcod in the kelp forest. He contemplates its life but knows whats right.
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Eric Grabbing a couple lures. He’s not gunna catch shit, not even with that cute fishing vest.
Shot for Herschel Supply’s Well Travelled blog.
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With the Coastline at our side it doesn’t take much to get by.
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Alex Guiry is a lifestyle and surf photographer. His photography plays off his interest in eastern philosophy, nature, and uncomfortable yet seductive subject matter. Join his journey and enjoy the Strait of Juan de Fuca below…
Following the twisting roads that line the Strait of Juan de Fuca, some friends and I set out to learn something new. Every week we road trip, camp, and surf, but when the ocean goes flat so do our minds. Deep in the cut with no working waves we were introduced to the silver lining. Fishing.