Southern Sewage, Northern Felicity

The decision to re-re-locate back up to Narnia(credit Aengus) was further reiterated by the experiences recently incurred in Southern California. These incidents include but are not limited to; minimal swell, pollution, traffic, poop water, small waves, congested freeways, fevers, and fakeness.

After 10 days of swell blessed Thanksgiving bliss in Central Narnia (Photos By Sunny Smith), it came time to face the cold hard reality that all my materialistic Socal dwelling items were rotting away in a San Clemente storage facility costing me precious $ every month... Ignoring the green 4-6 foot Surfline forecast, I headed south... Bound for all my shit, more humans in less space, and less swell with more humans.

Luckily I was provided company for the journey down the coast... Zak Freedman was in need of a ride for emotional reasons, which meant I gained my own personal DJ for 3 – 8 hours. Check his band’s substance at www.myspace.com/halosband.

We arrived in LA latenight, I cruised to USC, found a girl, and crushed all night. Haha! Fantastic. JK… Tuesday, November 29^th was spent at Rhythm HQ, met up with they’re new steez intern Andy, headed to River Jetties and found some fun waves with nobody out… Low and behold it was too good to be true, fun uncrowded waves in Socal??? Something must be wrong... And it was… Fell asleep that night 100%. Woke up 18.3%. Fever, sore throat, headache, body ache, aching, achy. EGG.Y.

Found out later I was exposed to raw sewage.

Next 2 days = Sleep in van, struggle, vitamin c, struggle, sleep sleep sleep, struggle, soup, STRUGGLE, SLEEEEEEEP, struggle, sleep, better. Hung out at Drew’s for a few days, then decided the omens were telling me to get the F out of Socal so I did. Stoked to be back, ready for waves.

Photos: Sunny Smith

Happy Holidays,

Dane

Photos By Mark Mcinnis (http://markomcinnis.blogspot.com)

Fall Update

The past month has been spent in California, both Southern and Central. Fall is a brilliant time of year: early morning wakeups, greeted with offshore winds and luscious combo swells, giving way to sunny skies which call for two and even three coffee days while attempting to fit in as much surfing as possible while the sun is still in the sky.

Late September through early October in San Clemente was average for waves, and we ended up commuting south to San Diego for the majority of our sessions(Above photo by Jack English). Few fun days here and there, but nothing special… In mid October, like a flock of geese in reverse, it was time to head north with the changing of the seasons. My good friend Victoria flew in from Colorado, and Luke decided to cruise up too. We stuffed the car full and headed north with the sounds of Victoria’s modern hippie music blaring in our ears.

The first few days home Luke, Myself, and Jonny scored super fun waves, with crystal clear water and balmy weather (Check the clip below)… Later in the week my favorite photographer ever, Mark Mcinnis, and my other best friend Drew showed up just in time for a fresh new swell. We woke up early with the sun, surfed our brains out all day, and ended with well-deserved beers in the hot tub followed by home cooked meals courtesy of my amazing mom.

Yesterday I flew out to Hawaii to compete in the 4 star Hic Pro at Sunset. Never even surfed Sunset but its looking like there should be waves on Monday. Stoked!

Dane

Autumn FLurry

VAPORS VID

Super Blog Photos

http://superbranded.com/surf/blog/article/2011/09/30/test-pilot-dane-anderson-supervapors

TEST PILOT: DANE ANDERSON / SUPERvapors

Posted by Paul 30 September 2011

SUPERbrand is working on a small facelift for the well-loved SUPERvapors surfboard to keep it fresh for some more years until the successor comes. Changes are small with new front end just like we have seen on the BMW 1 series. The deck will get new graphics with SUPERbrand's latest art, and there will also be smaller changes to the rear end. The rest is just prototype, and still top secret.

If all this sounds a little too much like auto spy talk, check out these photos of Dane Anderson. He appears to love the refinedSUPERvapors (he told us so in an email). So, we reasonably deduce that you will too. Go try one and email us the results, like Dane here.

This made me happy, look how stoked he gets!!! Goes to show how amazing surfing is

HAHA

Aloha Board Testing

SICK

Nat Lanyon Showreel from Nat Lanyon on Vimeo.

VA Beach Shocker Fest

The foul toothed hotel manager glared at Taylor and I, “Okay, that’ll be $309.10 please.” We glanced at each other astonished as the rate had just gone up $40 instead of the promised $20 we had just agreed upon mere minutes ago. “Wait a second” I pleaded, “You just told us it would be $20 more and now you’re saying its $40??” The reply “I told you 20 PERCENT, not $20…” A tape recorder of the conversation would’ve proved otherwise…

So there we were. Jetlagged as, in the most unfriendly, dirtiest, nowhere near the contest site hotel. The shocker of the year in Virginia Beach had just begun.

We awoke early, eager to get in the water, to find that the waves were almost nonexistent, but we were out there anyways, with Jared and Myself leading the charge out of the hotel room. We paddled out as the sun was rising, Jared caught one tiny wave, and then I stepped on what must’ve been at least a 3 foot shark. I put my foot down on its lower back, right above its tail, and in an instant it turned up towards my inner right thigh, I felt it’s lower teeth. Luckily my hand was already down in the water and I managed to hit it pretty solidly on the head, freaked out, “That was a Shark!!!” I yelled to Jared and we paddled in faster than green grass through a goose.

First session, total number of waves ridden: ONE.

Later that day we walked the 2 miles to the contest site and decided it was necessary to relocate into a nicer, closer hotel. Luckily the lady at the front desk of the Budget Lodge squeezed us in and we were out of our distant shithole by that afternoon. The next few days before the contest started consisted of groveling in the smallest waves known to man.

Contest started, and I made my first heat in second place with an 8 point heat total. Had to hassle a Hawaiian guy, and he was pretty upset about it. Here is the Facebook message he sent me after yelling at me in the water and then waiting for me on the beach so he could yell at me more. I think when I started laughing in his face it didn’t help very much…here's the message...

“Yo Dane I just want to let you know I talked with ASP head judge after our heat and if we would have bummed rails and I stood up you would have gotten a interference call...
You might want to read up on the ASP rule book.
Just to let you know that I'm still really pissed off about it “

Second heat was later that day, and I made that one too, with a 9 point heat total to make it into the money round the next day.

Woke up early with Taylor for a freesurf to find that the waves had finally picked up due to Hurricane Irene looming in the distance. Got a few fun waves, then paddled for this little wedgy left on the inside, caught an edge, and slammed my left hand into the sand pretty hard. It hurt. I paddled back out trying to shake it off, but got one more wave and went in. I would find out later that I had broken my hand. However I had to surf my heat around midday, and lost partly because I didn’t wait for the good waves, and partly because my hand was broken. After that I went straight to urgent care, and luckily they gave me a prime little brace and told me I was all sweet to keep surfing. Stoked.

That night. We flared. Our hotel room must’ve had at least 50 people in it at one point. Check out the pics, they’re pretty funny. The next day we were off to outrun the Hurricane, and later today we fly to Spain!

Thanks for reading,

Dane

Fistral

France

Fistral to France

Recently embarked for England and France with the Thorne twins to do contests. The overnight flight from LAX to London Heathrow was a breeze thanks to Nyquil. Upon arrival we scooped up our rental car, threw the boards on top, and were cruising through the English countryside toward the quaint beach town of Newqauy, home of the annual 6 star Boardmasters comp at Fistral Beach.

Five hours later we arrived, frothing to surf after sitting for close to 24 hours, threw our luggage into the hotel(conveniently situated on the bluff overlooking the contest site), and were out there in fun waist high wedges.

The next few days consisted of surfing out front, 5 sessions a day for me… in average mushy beachbreak. I would come in from every session saying how fun it was, but the Thorne’s would look at me as if I was insane.

The swell picked up and I surfed my first heat in head high semi storm surf. Sat wide, picked off a couple good rights and made it through in second. The next morning the swell had dropped but it was still waist to chest high, clean and fun. I couldn’t manage to find any waves until halfway through the heat. I got a good right from the outside, did two turns and a layback for a 6.5. All I needed was a 5.1, with 2 minutes to go a wedging left came right to me, took off, did one turn, and fell bottom turning into the best second section ever. I yelled so loud as I was falling. Had I done one more turn I would've got the score for sure. F#$@

Sick of the foggy, misty, rainy, mushy English environment, we were stoked to hop on a plane to head for the warmth and sexiness that could only be provided by the French. Flying into Bordeaux, we scooped up our rental car, got lost 3 times, and made it to the small town of Lacanua for the Sooruz Lacanau Pro. We were greeted by a wedgy sandbar, warm water, and a plethora of hot females flocking the beaches. France is on fire.

Back into contest mode. Surfed my first heat in waist/chest high fun sunny waves and managed to get a 5.87 and a 7.6 to win the heat. Stoked. Next day the swell dropped in the morning, tide was going out, and I couldn’t find any good ones and lost out.

Next its off to Virginia for a 4 star, then back to Spain for two more contests. But for now we’re still in France about to go eat some baguettes and cruise the beaches for topless chicks, not a bad way to spend a day with no waves!

Cheers,

Dane

On The Record, Off The Map

This is a short video in a series by Alex Miller profiling local surfers. If you want to see more friend "ontherecord offthemap" on Facebook and hope that he accepts you. He's pretty picky...Enjoy!

Sensational Small Swell Summertime Seal Vibes

Filming/Commentary: Andrew Call

Tour TV: Socal Weekend

Alex Miller Presents...Tour TV!!!

Consisting of pumping waves and normal times!

Enjoy...

That was Normal

Man, sure wish I could've gone to El Salvador for the contest...waves looked soooo good. Thought my elbow was gonna be ready but it wasn't and I didn't want to push it and miss out on Europe...Bummer.

Speaking of bummers, this past weekend was anything but that. Monterey Natives Alex Miller and Pat Wallace made the trek down to be greeted with pulsing south swell lowers for two days and plenty of female activity in the evenings.

The edit above demonstrates what we partook in this weekend, and even though I was on filming duties, I still managed to have one of the best weekends of my life! Obviously we couldn't show everything, but if you wanna see more super normal footage come on over...

Lowers Holiday With Jonny and Cole

Since I can't surf for another couple weeks, I am keeping myself occupied filming friends and mindsurfing unridden waves... Here Jonny and Cole get some fun uncrowded waves at lowers in trunks. F%$&

HITCHHIKER

BEAR

Nacarubi

He's My Brother She's My Sister

This band absolutely killed it at Nacarubi, I fell in love with the tap dancer, and I'm going to see them in San Diego on July 14th at the Casbah. Check out their song "How am I gonna get back home tonight" its pretty sick too.

Broken Elbow Nacarubi

About a week and a half ago I fell while skating and fractured my left elbow. It sucked, but I am very experienced in breaking bones as this is officially my 5th broken bone. I was lucky because it was a minor break and I haven't even been required to wear a cast... The decision was made to return to Carmel to hang out with friends who were here for the summer, the highlight of that being this past weekend...

Last year a few of my friends went to a music festival deep in Big sur called Nacarubi, they said it was amazing so I decided to give it a try this year, and seeing as though I couldn't surf anyways it seemed like the perfect opportunity. We set out from Carmel on Friday evening; Myself, Victoria, Amanda, and Sara packed to the brim with sleeping bags, tent, food, alcohol, and an ipod full of amazing music. The drive down the coast as the sun was setting was filled with laughter and car dancing; spirits were high getting higher. After driving 60 miles down the curvy scenic Big Sur Coast, we cut inland up a steep paved road for a half hour, which gave way to a sketchy dirt road. We found our way down the pothole laden road guided only by signs reading "NOT THIS WAY" and "ROAD CLOSED". If I didn't know better I would've thought I was in a horror movie. When we finally reached our destination we were greeted at the gate by a brunette hippie goddess and ushered to our camping destination alongside my other good friends from Monterey. We immediately began to sip vodka followed by Amanda's amazingly fresh Cherry Juice, found our friends, set up camp, and danced to amazing music until three in the morning.

The next day consisted of napping under trees, listening to my favorite band I've ever seen live, eating insane breakfast burritos, and sipping beer while floating on the lake(conveniently located right behind the stage) all day. By the time nightfall came we were more than ready to resume dancing, and we did it all over again until four in the morning....... AM: We awoke to the beaming sun once again, took a final dip in the lake, packed up the tent, and began our ascent to descent along the sketchy dirt road. The road began by spiraling up a ridge deep in the big sur mountains, and once atop, we were able to see for miles, green cliffs gave way to even greener hillsides as we descended down to the pacific. It was one of the most beautiful views I have ever seen and made the music festival feel as if it were a straight up fairy tale, overall a pretty insane weekend, definitely going to be attending every year from now on.

Now its back down to San Clemente tomorrow and then off to El Salvador for a WQS contest on July 5th, hopefully the elbow will be ready by then!

Dane

Radness

Mc Luvin - Animal from Disque Primeur on Vimeo.

Makes me almost want to get tattoos...almost.

Eggy Overcast Lowers

Luke Rife Can

Birthday Rivi's AM, Lowers PM

Yesterday was my birthday, Victoria and Amanda came to visit, and we surfed small but fun Rivi's in the morning then migrated down to lowers and surfed fun waves with a minimal crowd of seriously less than 10 guys. To top it all off the girls cooked up the best fish tacos ever and cleaned all the dishes! Pretty amazing birthday.

























































































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Me

Surfer online gallery photo

http://www.surfermag.com/photos/almost-summer-2/

Amazing

IPhone Images by Luke Rife

BOOF RAT!