JAKSJAKS
RECON IN SANTA BARBARA
MISSION: Send Jaks team in to establish and hold two beachheads
against all odds until our country's Independence Day is celebrated.
Thursday, June 30: Two Advance Scouts Deployed from S.F.
The weather couldn't be better for a Santa Barbara beach siege.
Zeke and myself musten at dawn. Our bikes fly down Highway One-
My BMW roars with blitzkrieg speed.
With only one pit stop at Big Sur, we are making radical time. Then,
in Morro Bay we spot the light blue color, like an empty swimming
pool, just off the highway. We pull over to find it's an empty ditch
that skaters have painted. We proceed to assault the ditch in unison
with the homecrew and emerge sweaty and victorious.
Next stop is Isla Vista our first S.B. beachhead.
Paul Monty (local S.B. teammate) has already established our van
tage point at "Red House. It commands the cliff over the best surf
spot This is just south of locally notorious Combat Surf Paúl
has layed groundwork for the seige, so I set my tent up next to the
precipice.
The next step is a rendezvous in S.B. to organize the local
resistance. It all hinges on one of the craziest guys on our team,
S.B. homeboy Troy. After linking up with him over free happy hour
chow at Amigo's, we head for a club to meet the underground move-
ment. House of Schack (former Go Go's drummer Gina Schock's
new project) is playing. She really likes our affiliation with House
of Wheels, skateboard wheels, wheels and deals and bs. spiels. She
rocks way hard. Having just recovered from open heart surgery and
knocking on the big dark door, Gina gets the first honorary purple
by Dick Wagon
heart of our operation: Preliminaries for our two-punch rock assault
come together like clockwork.
Friday, July 1: After Morning Surf, It's Time to Stage the Skate
Operation.
THRASHER's Fed has armed us with valuable, yet unconfirmed
intelligence info that the ancient Tea Garden bowls are still workable.
Details are sketchy-supposedly they have been dynamited and
partly filled in. Both Troy and Paul have carnal skate knowledge of
this prehistoric site. So with newly relocated local Pefe Lester and
Zeke, we all proceed into the hills to reconnoiter. We hop a hole in
the old stone gate, go up a jungle trail overgrown with palm trees
and vines, and there it is a giant rectangular bowl, Sure, it has
been dynamited in parts, and there are piles of dirt in it, but it is
huge. There are at least a hundred lines around the obstacles. There
are corner hips and even a pipe to surf/carve over on the face wall,
It's stoked session time.
Having skated to our hearts content, we abandon the hills, and
retreat to Red House beachhead. We must plan our assault for
the next day and meet the reinforcements moving in from the north.
The YAA girls from S.F are the first to show. Throughout the night,
platoons from Petaluma, Portland, Seattle, S.F., and points between
roll in.
Saturday, July 2: Urban Assault; We Form a Great Tent City
on Our Vista Point.
Morning surf is calling. The waves are small but have enough
shape to be fun. Pat Black rips laybacks and more. Mike Fox leads ‣