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We did a roadtrip from the South coast of Kwazulu Natal to Cape town and back for Ant Fox’s wedding- my lady Jo’s been taking some amazing pictures so i’ll let them tell the story…

"road tripping with my two favorite allies"

We hit the road about three weeks back- ol’ Foxy got us to East London for a night and back on the road early to J-bay. Jo, Nabu our ridgeback and I have done this trip a good few times now but we keep finding new places to eat, hide and surf this country is so beautiful and immense- pity the petrol price just keeps going up i’d gladly spend my life on these roads!

Unfortunately we kept arriving on the back end of the swells- i also knew to make the Winter kick off properly at home on the South coast i had to leave and come back- sure as nuts the day after i left all my favorite local breaks were firing and i was stuck on the road a day late for a J-bay swell as well- so we did what we needed to and kept on keeping on toward Cape Town…

I’ve always said my two favorite things about Cape Town are arriving- and then leaving…We made camp in Llandudno and started practising. You see i’d been asked by Ant Fox and his Fiance’ Carley Porter to play at their wedding- when they had called two or so months previously i was feeling salubrious and had a more then a few beers in me- it sounded like a great idea- little did i know i would be dreading the occasion more then Carley and Fox! Luckily my good friend and fellow Non-Violent-Fisherman Peculiar Craig Sinclair flew up to jam with me at the wedding- Bacon you’re a legend!

The wedding was all-time, and we were nervous as hell- over 130 people there- Craig was lucky he only knew about three of ‘em! we loosened up with a dozen or so beers and took the mike, bust out a few jokes and went straight into Led Zepplin’s Bron-Yr-Aur-Stomp what a tune the rest is a blur- it was rock-comedy at it’s finest…

Fleet Fox looking fly...

With the wedding outa the way the East coast was calling- and The Fox had a new passenger- all 100 or so kilos of him, with guitar and bags it was time to make a plan… we found an old board in the garden- strapped it on the roof next to my coffin and loaded our bags on there! between us and the road lay one more obstacle- the big fellah Captain Kai asked us me to be on his Monday night radio show with Two Oceans Vibe- i told him i’d do it as long as The Non-Violent-Fisherman could sing a song which he agreed to hesitantly. Listen to the podcast you’ll hear why:

http://captainkaisworld.blogspot.com/2012/04/captain-kais-world-on-www2ovfm-show-31.html?spref=fb

Bacon busting out in the Two Oceans Vibe studio

Frankei O and Ari junior

From there it was time for J-bay and The Bloodscam Industry Challenge at The Point- 1-2 feet and reeling- well sorta- either way it was great to see all the brands so well represented by their team-riders. Lots of catch up and beer swilling thanks to the RVCA family we ended up smutting in Cheron’s guest palace, hanging out with Frankie Olberholzer and his son Coby- staying at Cheron’s is a surfer’s dream, just the most wholesome experience you see when you stay with Aunty and Ari junior, you have dinner and breakfast around the table- over the weekend we were entertained by so many different characters in the SA surfing world- Sean Holmes, Mikey Venter and Hanli Prinsloo to name but a few, we were fed the most delicous food and plied with good wine and conversation- the waves may have sucked- but the good times were rolling culminating with a crazy closing function at The Mexican. My highlight of the weekend though had to be Sean Holmes and the giant Musselcracker he shot spear-fishing at Boneyards after being knocked out of his second round heat… on dark the first day of the event we were braaing at The Point , the beers were tasting like honey when in walks Franky Knuckles with this giant fish- he slaps it on the table and starts filleting- talk about a minor sensation that fish fed so many people…

getting the froth on for 2 foot Point...

The waves weren’t really waving, but the groms were making it count out there The Point really isn’t a bad contest venue- it’s just a damn shame the ocean never oblidged us with much more the waist high waves as the surfing woulda been sik! hopefully next year- special thanks to the locals and everyone else involved…

Point on fire...

Sorry for the lapse in content here on rvcasa.com tomorrow i’ll tell you the rest of the story….

ah the palace...