A recent trip out to the bamboo nursery and its surrounds made me aware of a quiver of vintage surfboards strewn across a vast landscape.A little negotiation and jacob stuth was convinced, so he led me to some secret native board hangers.With the removal of leaves and moss and other down-ward falling substances i revealed some highly reguarded names in shaping history,and the rest is history.
(by the twinkle in jacobs eyes that day, i asure you that there is probably twice as many boards hiding in the bamboo thickets and any spot that they could possibly be hidden in. Keep your ears and eyes peeled ,a whisper was told of the potential moving on of some of the shapes.)
