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Who was the Blond that drove the Pink Jeep ?
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I never met Squiddy - but he provided a great passage in my book, courtesy of Brian Keaulana - at least I think so (from the Eddie contest, 1990 - the day of Brock Little's "Pressure Drop"):

Another incident went down that day, one far less celebrated but no less
important. Brian Keaulana caught what he thought was a makeable monster, but he too fell. Brian has a phenomenal lung capacity and the ability to slow his heart rate at will—enabling relaxation under cataclysmic conditions. Still, this was as heavy as it gets. Until he cleared the maelstrom of choking white water in the impact zone, he would be fighting for his life all alone. Of course, that’s just how it was. Aside from the occasional helicopter basket rescue, no one had yet devised a means of rescuing a surfer in the absolute bull’s-eye of a breaking wave. Then, with a four-story slab of water about ten seconds out, an angel appeared above Keaulana.

“I was getting ready to get pounded,” says Keaulana. “Then my friend
Squiddy comes right up to me on one stand-up Jet Ski—right in the impact zone. He just zooms in and looks me straight in the eye and says, ‘You all right, Brian?’ I was just amazed. I was like, ‘Yeah.’”

Sanchez zoomed away the instant before the wave detonated, pile-driving
Keaulana. But that no longer mattered. “I was just goin’, ‘That was f'ing amazing. Someone actually came into the impact zone at Waimea. If I survive this beating, I’m going straight to the dealer, and I’m going to buy one Jet Ski.’

“The next day my wife goes, ‘What you do today, honey?’ I say, ‘I put down five grand on one Jet Ski.’ She goes, ‘You did what?’ I go, ‘But honey, I’m gonna change lifesaving with this thing.’”

However, when Keaulana tested it out, practicing pickups and rescues with
fellow guard and best friend Terry Ahue, he found that lifting someone onto the wobbly machine was very tough. Then Keaulana’s mind lit on an old boogie board at home. He poked holes along the board’s perimeter and then wove an old garden hose along its length for grab handles before tying it to the back of his ski. “That was the first rescue sled,” he says, chuckling. “But it had no stabilizers or anything. I’d rescue people, and they’d be flipping over and over and half drowning. But at least I could get ’em in.”

---Nuf respect to Squiddy Sanchez for changing lifesaving forever...

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I figured its time to come back at you after all the crap you have said about me. For years.
You dodge my answers and questions.
And this is who this is addressed to.

Tony changed his life for the better a long time ago and my comments are to you.

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Cliff notes on this feud please...... B5 has a bee in his bonnet when it comes to GG, who's boards look very good btw...... But I only play a pro on the er'bb

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I never met Squiddy - but he provided a great passage in my book, courtesy of Brian Keaulana - at least I think so (from the Eddie contest, 1990 - the day of Brock Little's "Pressure Drop"):

Another incident went down that day, one far less celebrated but no less
important. Brian Keaulana caught what he thought was a makeable monster, but he too fell. Brian has a phenomenal lung capacity and the ability to slow his heart rate at will—enabling relaxation under cataclysmic conditions. Still, this was as heavy as it gets. Until he cleared the maelstrom of choking white water in the impact zone, he would be fighting for his life all alone. Of course, that’s just how it was. Aside from the occasional helicopter basket rescue, no one had yet devised a means of rescuing a surfer in the absolute bull’s-eye of a breaking wave. Then, with a four-story slab of water about ten seconds out, an angel appeared above Keaulana.

“I was getting ready to get pounded,” says Keaulana. “Then my friend
Squiddy comes right up to me on one stand-up Jet Ski—right in the impact zone. He just zooms in and looks me straight in the eye and says, ‘You all right, Brian?’ I was just amazed. I was like, ‘Yeah.’”

Sanchez zoomed away the instant before the wave detonated, pile-driving
Keaulana. But that no longer mattered. “I was just goin’, ‘That was f'ing amazing. Someone actually came into the impact zone at Waimea. If I survive this beating, I’m going straight to the dealer, and I’m going to buy one Jet Ski.’

“The next day my wife goes, ‘What you do today, honey?’ I say, ‘I put down five grand on one Jet Ski.’ She goes, ‘You did what?’ I go, ‘But honey, I’m gonna change lifesaving with this thing.’”

However, when Keaulana tested it out, practicing pickups and rescues with
fellow guard and best friend Terry Ahue, he found that lifting someone onto the wobbly machine was very tough. Then Keaulana’s mind lit on an old boogie board at home. He poked holes along the board’s perimeter and then wove an old garden hose along its length for grab handles before tying it to the back of his ski. “That was the first rescue sled,” he says, chuckling. “But it had no stabilizers or anything. I’d rescue people, and they’d be flipping over and over and half drowning. But at least I could get ’em in.”

---Nuf respect to Squiddy Sanchez for changing lifesaving forever...

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That's freaking awesome, C. Thanks for posting that!

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I never met Squiddy - but he provided a great passage in my book, courtesy of Brian Keaulana - at least I think so (from the Eddie contest, 1990 - the day of Brock Little's "Pressure Drop"):

Another incident went down that day, one far less celebrated but no less
important. Brian Keaulana caught what he thought was a makeable monster, but he too fell. Brian has a phenomenal lung capacity and the ability to slow his heart rate at will—enabling relaxation under cataclysmic conditions. Still, this was as heavy as it gets. Until he cleared the maelstrom of choking white water in the impact zone, he would be fighting for his life all alone. Of course, that’s just how it was. Aside from the occasional helicopter basket rescue, no one had yet devised a means of rescuing a surfer in the absolute bull’s-eye of a breaking wave. Then, with a four-story slab of water about ten seconds out, an angel appeared above Keaulana.

“I was getting ready to get pounded,” says Keaulana. “Then my friend
Squiddy comes right up to me on one stand-up Jet Ski—right in the impact zone. He just zooms in and looks me straight in the eye and says, ‘You all right, Brian?’ I was just amazed. I was like, ‘Yeah.’”

Sanchez zoomed away the instant before the wave detonated, pile-driving
Keaulana. But that no longer mattered. “I was just goin’, ‘That was f'ing amazing. Someone actually came into the impact zone at Waimea. If I survive this beating, I’m going straight to the dealer, and I’m going to buy one Jet Ski.’

“The next day my wife goes, ‘What you do today, honey?’ I say, ‘I put down five grand on one Jet Ski.’ She goes, ‘You did what?’ I go, ‘But honey, I’m gonna change lifesaving with this thing.’”

However, when Keaulana tested it out, practicing pickups and rescues with
fellow guard and best friend Terry Ahue, he found that lifting someone onto the wobbly machine was very tough. Then Keaulana’s mind lit on an old boogie board at home. He poked holes along the board’s perimeter and then wove an old garden hose along its length for grab handles before tying it to the back of his ski. “That was the first rescue sled,” he says, chuckling. “But it had no stabilizers or anything. I’d rescue people, and they’d be flipping over and over and half drowning. But at least I could get ’em in.”

---Nuf respect to Squiddy Sanchez for changing lifesaving forever...

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I never met Squiddy - but he provided a great passage in my book, courtesy of Brian Keaulana - at least I think so (from the Eddie contest, 1990 - the day of Brock Little's "Pressure Drop"):

Another incident went down that day, one far less celebrated but no less
important. Brian Keaulana caught what he thought was a makeable monster, but he too fell. Brian has a phenomenal lung capacity and the ability to slow his heart rate at will—enabling relaxation under cataclysmic conditions. Still, this was as heavy as it gets. Until he cleared the maelstrom of choking white water in the impact zone, he would be fighting for his life all alone. Of course, that’s just how it was. Aside from the occasional helicopter basket rescue, no one had yet devised a means of rescuing a surfer in the absolute bull’s-eye of a breaking wave. Then, with a four-story slab of water about ten seconds out, an angel appeared above Keaulana.

“I was getting ready to get pounded,” says Keaulana. “Then my friend
Squiddy comes right up to me on one stand-up Jet Ski—right in the impact zone. He just zooms in and looks me straight in the eye and says, ‘You all right, Brian?’ I was just amazed. I was like, ‘Yeah.’”

Sanchez zoomed away the instant before the wave detonated, pile-driving
Keaulana. But that no longer mattered. “I was just goin’, ‘That was f'ing amazing. Someone actually came into the impact zone at Waimea. If I survive this beating, I’m going straight to the dealer, and I’m going to buy one Jet Ski.’

“The next day my wife goes, ‘What you do today, honey?’ I say, ‘I put down five grand on one Jet Ski.’ She goes, ‘You did what?’ I go, ‘But honey, I’m gonna change lifesaving with this thing.’”

However, when Keaulana tested it out, practicing pickups and rescues with
fellow guard and best friend Terry Ahue, he found that lifting someone onto the wobbly machine was very tough. Then Keaulana’s mind lit on an old boogie board at home. He poked holes along the board’s perimeter and then wove an old garden hose along its length for grab handles before tying it to the back of his ski. “That was the first rescue sled,” he says, chuckling. “But it had no stabilizers or anything. I’d rescue people, and they’d be flipping over and over and half drowning. But at least I could get ’em in.”

---Nuf respect to Squiddy Sanchez for changing lifesaving forever...

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Mr Dixon, thank you for that story.

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Chris -

Funny, I just finished Fierce Heart - The Story of Makaha and the Soul of Hawaiian Surfing by Stuart Holmes Coleman. Book is full of stories concerning Buffalo, Rusty, Brian, Brother Iz and Rell.

Your story about Brian and "Squiddy Sanchez is on pages 211 - 213.

Today I start some book thrown at me called "Ghost Wave"



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Mr. Bill, Stuart's a fellow Charlestonian whom I've not had the chance to meet yet. (I don't think he lives here anymore) I want to get the book, I hear it's a good read, though Brian told me it nearly sent his mom through the roof - and as we all know, you don't wanna piss off Momie Keaulana. As for Ghost Wave, I hear the author is a kook. You'd be way better off with a copy of The Wave...

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You must be talking about "No Bad Waves - talking story with Mickey Munoz"

Stuart Holmes Coleman can be reached at http://stuart-coleman.com.

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I hope heaven for him is his old house back at V-Land, and he's surfing a perfect 5' NW with Junior and Marvin right now while somebody is rolling a fat one on the lanai.

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