The following is a chapter in LEGENDARY SURFERS Volume 3: The 1930s to be published by year’s end:
7. Mid-1930s
By the mid-1930s, “the surf world remained for the most parttri-cornered – practiced in Australia, Hawaii, and California by less thanthree thousand people total,” wrote surf writer Matt Warshaw in
The Historyof Surfing, “— and each region was separated from the others by layers ofcultural and geographic insulation… Over the previous thirty-five years, maybea dozen surfers had circulated between
Californiaand
Hawaii.Even fewer went from
Australiato
Hawaii, or vice versa, and surf travelbetween
California and
Australia didn’t exist.Occasionally a bit of surf news, in a magazine article or newsreel short, wentinternational… Beyond that, not much crossed over from one surf region to thenext.”
Waikiki became
the place of pilgrimage for
California’s mostinfluential surfers and it would remain so for the next several decades. InSouthern California and
Australia,surf clubs – both formal and informal – were focal points of the surfinglifestyle. Driving that lifestyle was the popularity of
Tom Blake’s hollowboard internationally, along with the continued spread of stand-up surfingitself.
Often overlooked in most discussions on the spread of surfingduring the first several decades of the Twentieth Century, is the contributionand importance of the
body board, what longago Hawaiians used to call the
kioe. Even before the 1930s, there werepeople riding wooden “belly boards” two-to-four feet long in
Australia,
California,the East Coast of the
United States,and in
England.It is doubtful that these surfers were dedicated surfers, but more likelybeach-goers who enjoyed the salt water and riding waves flat on their stomachsduring summer vacations. Rather than dismiss these riders, it is important tocredit these body boarders. Much of surf lore, today, assumes that surfing wasbegun by the advent of stand-up surfers in these areas. The photographic proofdocuments quite the opposite. In some areas, body boarders preceeded stand-upsurfers by only a few years; in other places, by as much as one or two decades.
Florida
Beyond wooden body boards, the development of United StatesEast Coast surfing was spearheaded by Tom Blake’s invention of the hollowboard. By the mid-1930s, his influence stretched from Oahu to SouthernCalifornia clear to Florida– where Blake worked for periods of time and got to know other ocean loversonly to turn them onto surfing his hollow boards. Before the decade was over,Blake’s water craft designs could be found all along the East Coast, New South Wales, New Zealand, Great Britain,South Africa, Brazil and Peru. Eventually, Blake’scontributions hit every corner of the globe.
Of his influence in
Florida,Tom recalled: “
Floridawas virgin territory as far as I was concerned. Someone had brought a board andleft it behind and I got fooling around on it in 1922. Later on I went back, inthe early 1930s, trying to spread the idea of surfing and rescue boards. Therewere no surfers at all then, for years. The surf was pretty good and I enjoyedriding it. Slowly in the mid-1930s it started catching on. But it didn’t catchon for rescue work for a long time.”
Dudley and Bill Whitman, two of
Florida’sfirst known native surfers, began on belly boards at
Miami Beach around 1932. Around 1933-34, theWhitmans were exposed to “the famous
Tom Blake hollow board,” which was “fairly wellaccepted at that time,” recalled Dudley Whitman. “Of course, eventually itbecame the most popular board in
Hawaii…”
While touring in
Florida in the early 1930s, Tom “came up tosee my brother and me because he understood we were riding Hawaiian surfboards.He became one of our lifelong friends.”
By the 1930s, Mainland
USAsurfing was no longer confined to
California.Following importation of Hawaiian body boards,
Duke Kahanamoku’sdemonstrations of the sport in
New Jersey and
New York, and Tom’s presence in the state, surfing gotunderway in
Florida.The first
Floridasurfers hit the waves around 1932. These were Gauldin Reed, Dudley and BillWhitman.
“My brother Bill,” recalled Dudley, “who is five years older than me, and Istarted surfing in Miami Beach in about 1932 on belly boards. My brother’squite a craftsman and we made some belly boards that were quite beautiful. JohnSmith and Babe Braithwaite of Virginia Beach came to
Miami Beach with the typical, 10-foot redwoodHawaiian surfboard about that time. My brother and I, being belly boarders,were totally amazed. So, my brother built the first Hawaiian surfboard that wasever built in
Florida.It was 10 feet long, and made out of sugar pine. A year later, I followed… Iwas only about 13 years old at that time.”
In Tom Blake’s book
Hawaiian Surfriders 1935, he named a number ofwell-known East Coast surfers who, in the beginning of the 1930s startedsurfing. Prominent among them were Dudley and Bill Whitman. Later, as membersof the Outrigger Canoe Club, the Whitmans went on to patent the underwatercamera, make movies, and pioneer the sport of slalom water-skiing.
Dudley vividly rememberedmeeting
Tom Blake for thefirst time: “I was about thirteen years old, something like that. My brotherBill had built an exact copy of a Hawaiian surfboard. A few months later, Iwent to work to build one for myself. We had a very nice shop that happened tobe right on the
Atlantic Ocean. I was justfinishing up the surfboard… and, well, it was eleven, eleven and a half feetlong, and it was laminated out of three or four pieces. It was a solid board,and it was like the traditional Hawaiian-type boards. It was carved, you know,using draw knives and all that kind of stuff; and a plane that was close to 36inches long; huge wood plane. The shavings are about knee-deep in the shop, andI’ve got it almost shaped, which is a pretty big job out of solid wood; notlike shaping foam or balsa or anything like that. I looked out the window, andhere goes this chap paddling by on a surfboard like I’d never seen before. Itwas a Tom Blake-patented surfboard and it was Tom himself. He was coming up tolook for us, because he heard that we were surfing and we were the only ones insouth
Floridasurfing. And so, from that time on, we had an acquaintanceship, and we becamelifetime friends.”
“We knew Tom from about 1932 or ‘3 for the rest of his life,virtually,” said
Dudley. “Last few years Ikind of lost track of him, but we used to exchange correspondence occasionally.”
“I always thought of Tom as a person about 35 years old, orsomething like that,” Dudley Whitman stated, philosophically. “And, of course,he did age as we all do, but he always kept his youthful appearance. Theamazing thing was that, finishing this particular board off, it was outmodedjust before it was finished! So, very shortly after meeting Tom, my brotherBill built the first hollow board ever in
Florida.”
“Well, it’s been documented, I think,” Dudley Whitman said ofthe first surfers in Florida,“in some of the magazines, Surfer Magazine and so forth. The firstpeople that came down here with Hawaiian surfboards were John Smith and BabeBraithwaite from Virginia Beach.They had an actual Hawaiian redwood board. They looked us up because we werefooling around, riding belly boards and things like that. They allowed mybrother and myself to ride their boards, and they, incidentally, becamelifetime friends as well.
“So, my brother Bill built his board, and then I told you aboutmyself building my solid board. So, my brother Bill built the first Hawaiiansurfboard ever built in
Florida,and I built the second one – not that that matters. And then my brother Billbuilt the first hollow ‘Blake board’ that had ever been built in
Florida. I still havethat one that I built over sixty-some years ago, and that’s kind of aninteresting story, in that it was, of course, mahogany and all of that. It wasrun over by an automobile up in Daytona. Actually, it was patched so good thatwhen I look at it today I can hardly tell that it was patched. I had to haveanother board, of course, and so we built numerous Blake boards. I don’t haveto tell you that the Blake board dominated the scene in
Hawaii from about 1935… all through, untilafter World War II. There were a few square-tail hollow boards, too, but Tom,of course, is the father of the pointed tail, cigar-shaped one, and hollowboards.”
“Well, of course, Tom was physically fit, a pretty handsomeman, and as a person that knew him, he was a little different than a lot ofsurfers that you know,”
Dudley said of TomBlake and his early impressions of him. “Some people might say, or like tothink, that maybe he was a hippie-type or something. No. He was a type ofperson of his own kind. He was always immaculately dressed with excellentclothes, excellent taste, and never far-out… He always, always presentedwell; not a rundown-looking, sloppy bum like you and I know some surfersdegenerated to.”
“
Miami Beach,back in those days, was not developed to much of an extent at all,” DudleyWhitman reminisced. “It was just starting its development. We had a home on theocean… [on]
Collins Avenue…also known as A1A. When I was a kid and born here, there were crocodiles allover the place. Very, very few people know that, but… we have photographs ofit… Our home was at
Thirty-second Street and
Collins Avenue.The closest home to us was about a mile and a half away, and that was theFirestone Estate. Of course, today, there’s a dozen hotels in between where ourhome was. We could hear them [the Firestones], on a Sunday, start up theirPierce Arrow automobile and come down, pick us up, and take us to SundaySchool.
Miami Beachwas just getting going, and the publicity department was running picturesnationally of bathing beauties in those ‘gorgeous bathing suits’ they had inthose days; which are pretty much a big laugh to look at… Of course, during mylifetime I saw
Miami Beachslowly build to be the premium resort of the world. Then, in time, [it] had abig slide in the sixties and seventies, and looked like it was going nowhere. Butnow it’s had a reverse [it’s getting prosperous again]. So, I’ve seen the citybuilt. But,
Miami Beach[when I was young, was a place where]… some of the roads were paved; there werefew hotels and a sprinkling of homes; and virtually everybody knew each other. Todayit’s a huge city, and is redeveloping as a too-popular of a resort – and also,really, a terminal for Central and
South America.”
Dudley Whitman said of the surf spots back then: “We probablysurfed more up in Daytona than in
Miami Beach, especially when Bill and I went to college. Wewent to the
University of Florida,so every weekend – bam! – we were over in Daytona surfing. We introduced thesport there, and I think we started a lot of people surfing. Some of ourfriends are still surfing there, like Gauldin Reed.”
“I was surfing before the Whitman brothers came up from
Miami and joined us in the mid-’30s,” recalled Gauldin Reed,of the earliest days of surfing
Daytona Beach. “We had a pretty strong group early on. I havea picture with 25 boards on the beach that we built ourselves. The boards werehollow and weighed about 40 pounds. We built nose and tail blocks and side stripbulkheads every foot and then nailed the plywood down on top of it. Of course,this was providing we could save to buy all the materials.”
“Nobody knew what we were doing,”
Dudleyadmitted. “We carried our boards on the cars, these hollow Tom Blake boardsthat were 12 feet long, and people just didn’t understand it. Daytona was thefocal point in
Floridafor surfing in 1936. Every time we surfed we had a crowd watch us, but it didn’treally take off until after
World War II.”
The hollow boards they built were “rounded… off a little bitmore like the modern boards of today. They were put together with wooden pegsinstead of screws like everybody else had.”
The wooden pegs created quite a stir at
Waikikiwhen they were first seen. “Well, that’s a pretty good story,” Dudley Whitmandeclared when asked about his connection with the Outrigger Canoe Club and thestory of the wooden pegs. “I don’t know how long we had known Tom; maybe for ayear or two. Yes, at least that; maybe more. Definitely more. We were going to
Hawaii and he [Tom]wrote a very nice letter to
Duke Kahanamoku tointroduce us to the Outrigger Canoe Club. And so, when we went to
Hawaii, we saw Duke. Ofcourse, he stood about six foot four at least, and he looks down at us
haolewhite boys, and reads the letter and says, ‘Sorry, we don’t have any room atthe Outrigger Canoe Club.’ Well, my brother Bill is a tremendous craftsman andhe’s really great at lofting and stuff of that nature. So, we had built prettynice-looking boards… and we were right there at
Waikiki.So, after Duke had shoosed us, why we immediately started to unpack our boardsthat were wrapped up in canvas. After they saw our boards, maybe ten or twentyHawaiian surfers gathered around. By the time we got them unpacked, there musthave been at least a hundred or a hundred and fifty standing around. They tookus to the Outrigger Canoe Club, gave us the racks of honor! I’ve been a memberof the Outrigger Canoe Club ever since.”
“My brother Bill’s probably been to
Hawaii almost every summer of his life; atleast certainly every other summer, and I’ve not been that fortunate. I’ve beenover there about once every six-to-ten years; something like that. But, we hada lot of experiences with Tom. Incidentally, I have a beautiful – had abeautiful – little sailboat I had built, and Tom happened to name my boat. Andhe sailed with me on it. It’s called the
Kahiki… It means, over thehorizon, or in the distance.”
“This one that I built, that we have in the museum,” DudleyWhitman recalled of the first surfboard he ever built, “The board that I wastelling you about, about 1958 or 1962 I gave it to a doctor friend, or loanedit to him so he could train to go to Hawaii with us. Of course, we were ridingmodern boards like the type you have today; particularly Hobie boards… [Dudley’s original board that he loaned was] run over witha car, [so] I built another one. I loaned it to this friend of mine, Dr.Bradley, so he could condition himself for a surf safari we had in Hawaii. But he’s a practicingdoctor. He didn’t have a chance to become an expert surfer or anything likethat – not that I’m insinuating that I am or was. But, he used it to train on,and it got kind of beat up. And so I was throwing it away. I had it strapped ona cart that was over at our yacht club, and was moving it, and a friend of minesaid, ‘What are you going to do with that?’
“I said, ‘Well, I’m throwing it away.’
“He said, ‘You can’t; it’s historic.’
“I said, ‘Oh, yes, I can. It’s a piece of junk.’
“So, he took it to
Columbia, South Carolina,and stored it in his garage and his attic and his hangar, and he brought itback just a couple of years ago. It’s quite an experience to take a board thatyou built when you were 13, and you’re well into your seventies when you rejuvenateit.”
Stand-up surfing and body boarding were not the only watersports the early Floridasurfers got into. “… kind of an interesting story,” Dudley Whitman recalled. “Whenwater skiing… first got started in this country, they thought it came from the[French] Riviera.I had a friend that had gotten a hold of a pair of water skis from the Riviera. After I triedthem on me, I immediately came home and made a water ski… water skiing wasbrand new [in Florida].People didn’t even know what you were doing. Within a year or so, I had metBruce Parker, who was the U. S. National Champion, and very instrumental inintroducing water skiing in the United States. He was a professional skier,incidentally. And so one time when we were skiing, he said, ‘Dudley,we’re going to have a water show. We want you to be in it.’ And I said okay. Ithink I was in college at the time; I’m not sure. Or, I was in high school. Andhe said, ‘We want you to do the single ski act.’ And I said okay.
“It happens that the ski that I had built from scratch,laminating it and everything else, was pretty much like the ones that werebuilt in Europe, but the only skis that weremade in this country actually weren’t stable. So, if a person did any singleskiing, they probably went for 500 or 800 feet and invariably they’d fall off…it just wasn’t real satisfactory. Because of that, I practiced up and I neverrode two skis again. So, it took about three, four years to get my friends tochange over. And [one day] Bruce Parker writes me a letter and calls me on thetelephone, both. He says, ‘Dudley, please stopthat single skiing. We don’t need any one-legged skiers.’ Well, that’s slalomskiing as it is today. And one of our group – a younger brother of one of myclose friends, who’s an expert skier – his brother went up to Cypress Gardens when they weredoing their girls on a pyramid and flags. They saw them perform and from thatday on they started their own ski company, and [water] skiing, of course,progressed a lot.”
Dudley’s brother Bill passedon at age 92, in 2007. Obituaries marking his passage also reveal how much he,too, was an influence on Floridian water sports.
In “Surfer, horticulturist William Whitman dies,” David Smileyof the Miami Herald wrote: “A pioneering U.S. East Coast surfer (andhorticulturist) has left us. Dudley Whitman’s brother Bill has passed on at age92.
“The surfboard Bill Whitman built in 1932, the first of itskind in Florida,helped earn him a spot in the East Coast Surfing Hall of Fame. The underwatercamera he invented and patented in 1951 shot footage that ended up in theOscar-winning documentary ‘The Sea Around Us.’ And the 600 truckloads of rich,acidic soil he had dumped in his Bal Harbourbackyard in the 1950s nurtured a world-famous grove of exotic, tropical fruits.Throughout his 92 years, the horticulturist scoured the world for tropicalfruits – breadfruit, Kohala longan and a 40-pound jackfruit. All in all,Whitman is credited with introducing 80 varieties to the United States and donating more than millionto Fairchild Tropical Botanic Garden.
“William ‘Bill’ Francis Whitman Jr. died in his home… He wasborn June 30, 1914 in Chicago, but as a boy thefamily moved to an oceanfront home in Miami Beach. In 1932, he and his younger brother DudleyWhitman wanted to surf Hawaiian-style. But there weren’t any surf shops sellingboards anywhere in Florida,let alone the East Coast. So, the brothers made their own, according to theEast Coast Surfing Hall of Fame, of which both are members. The elder Whitmancontinued to surf well into his 80s.
“‘He was probably one of the greatest underwater men that everlived,’ said brother Stanley Whitman. Added brother Dudley: ‘He was more fishthan man.’ An example of the brothers’ 80-plus pound surfboards can be seen intheir private museum at the Whitman-owned Bal HarbourShops.
“On their trips to the Pacific after World War II, the brotherslearned new trades, including spearfishing, which they introduced to the EastCoast and
Caribbean, Dudley Whitman said. In1951, Bill Whitman wanted to show friends back in South Florida a glimpse ofthe South Pacific, so he created the first underwater camera and began shootingfilm below the surface,
Dudley said. Earlyfilms earned the brothers nominations for Academy Awards. They sold some of thescenes they shot to filmmakers for use in the 1952 documentary ‘
The Sea Around Us.’ The film won an Oscar. “We wonthe academy award and we weren’t even in the business,” Dudley Whitman said.
“Despite the accolades, Whitman was possibly best known for hisexpertise and accomplishments in horticulture. He devoted himself to bringingback to South Florida many of the exotic fruitspecies he found in the South Pacific. He found the sand and marl in his ownbackyard unfit to nurture the fragile plant life, so he had 600 truckloads ofrich acidic soil taken from Greynolds Park area and dumped in his Bal Harbourbackyard. He continued to scour the world – from the Amazon to Borneo to theAustralian rain forests – for species he could bring back to United States. His travelingpartner on many of the trips Whitman made late in his life was Steve Brady. Bythat time, Brady said, Whitman could hardly walk and used a wheelchair. Butthat was no deterrent. “If it involved his passions he would go to the ends ofthe earth,” Brady said.
“In 1999, Whitman donated million to
Fairchild Tropical Botanic Garden,where the Whitman Pavilion was erected in his honor. In 2003, he added million to endow the tropical fruit program. He also helped found the RareFruit Council in 1955, and served as president until 1960. In 2001, Whitmanauthored the book, ‘Five Decades with Tropical Fruits: A Personal Journey.’ Whitman’saccomplishments earned him an honorary doctorate from the
Universityof
Florida’s
College of Agriculture and LifeSciences in 2004. He earned his bachelor’s in administration from the school in1939…”
David Karp, of the New York Times wrote in “BillWhitman, 92, Is Dead; Scoured the Earth for Rare Fruit,” that “William F.Whitman Jr., a self-taught horticulturist who became renowned for collectingrare tropical fruits from around the world and popularizing them in the UnitedStates, died… at his home in Bal Harbour, Fla. He was 92.
“Mr. Whitman, who had suffered strokes and a heart attack, diedin his sleep, his wife, Angela, said. Among rare-fruit devotees, Bill Whitman,as he was known, was hailed as the only person to have coaxed a mangosteen treeinto bearing fruit outdoors in the continental United States. Native to Southeast Asia, mangosteen is notoriously finicky andcold-sensitive. That did not deter Mr. Whitman, whose garden is propitiouslysituated between Biscayne Bay and the Atlantic Ocean,minimizing the danger of catastrophic freezes. (Mangosteen is the mostprominent of the exotic ‘superfruits’ like goji and noni, which are made intohigh-priced beverages from imported purées.)
“Mr. Whitman managed to cultivate other fastidiously tropicalspecies like rambutan and langsat, and he was recognized as the first in the United Statesto popularize miracle fruit, a berry that tricks the palate into perceiving sourtastes as sweet. In pursuit of rare fruit, ‘Bill was a monomaniac,’ saidStephen S. Brady, his doctor and friend, who traveled with him. ‘He’d hearabout a fruit tree, and pursue it like a pit bull to the ends of the earth.’ RichardJ. Campbell, senior curator of tropical fruit at FairchildTropical Botanic Garden in Coral Gables, Fla.,went on many of these expeditions. ‘When people said, “You can’t grow that in Florida,” he took thatas a challenge,’ Mr. Campbell said.
“William Francis Whitman Jr. was born in 1914 in Chicago, a sonof William Sr. and Leona Whitman. His father owned a printing company in
Chicago and added to his fortune by developing real estatein
Miami. Billand his brothers helped pioneer surfing in
Florida, and he was inducted into the EastCoast Surfing Hall of Fame in 1998. After serving in the Coast Guard duringWorld War II, Mr. Whitman, along with his brother Dudley, built and patented anunderwater camera that provided film for several movies, including ‘The SeaAround Us,’ which won an Academy Award for best documentary in 1952. Mr.Whitman’s devotion to collecting and propagating rare species and varietiesstemmed from a sailing trip to
Tahiti, wherehe became enchanted by the fruit. Mr. Whitman was a founder of the Rare FruitCouncil International, based in
Miami,and was its first president, from 1955 to 1960. Foremost among the fruit heintroduced to
Floridawas Kohala longan…”
Jordan Kahn of the Daytona Beach News-Journal wrote a finehistory of the early days of surfing at Daytona and Miami Beaches.The following is taken from his “Surfing’s Lost Chapter – How did Daytona Beach become Florida’s 1st surf city,” DAYTONA BEACHNEWS-JOURNAL, 27 July 2008.
“There is a grainy photograph of surfers posing near the MainStreet Pier [in
Daytona Beach,circa 1938] that holds clues to a lost chapter of local history… [In the1930s] Few people in the world had ever seen such a thing as surfing then…Yet there they are, sepia-toned
Floridasurfers wearing wool swimsuits and riding 16-foot wood boards at a time when
Studebakers and
Model A Fords rolled down the beach…
“From a campsite on the beach a few blocks south of the pier,three brothers waded through the sea foam, and surfing in this city began. “Peopledidn’t know what a surfboard was, and for years they didn’t know what we weredoing,” said Dudley Whitman, one of those brothers. The puzzling sight of thesethree brothers from Miami Beachstanding above the waves didn’t go unnoticed long so near the Boardwalk. In the1930s, this was the hub of beach activity. Pep’s Pool and Pat Sheedy’s HandballCourts were there. The ‘Flying Mile’ race was held on the sand, and boxingrings were erected on the beach. Within a few years, a chain reaction ofsurfing discoveries was spreading. James Nelson of Daytona Beach Shores remembers theday some 70 years ago when he was at the handball courts and saw something inthe ocean. “Some of the lifeguards were out there fooling around on theseboards.” Nelson, now 91, was fascinated.He went to talk to them and found out one of the lifeguards made and soldsurfboards. Soon afterward, the young Stetson University law studentbought an 18-foot red board for …
“None of the men in that 1938 photo was the first person knownto surf Florida,but the details of their boards contain the fingerprints of the man who was. Afin is visible on one board. And a few bear the telltale dots of nails securingplywood to a hollow frame. These are the inventions of Tom Blake, the seminaltrailblazer of surfing as not just sport, but lifestyle and craft. While livingin Hawaii,Blake put the first fin on a surfboard only [four] years before that photo wastaken…
[Hawaiian] “
Duke Kahanamoku… wasfamed as much as a surfer as for being an Olympics sensation, setting worldrecords and winning three gold medals in the 1912 and 1920 games. It wasKahanamoku who inspired Blake to take up surfing. When Kahanamoku traveled toswim meets, he saved surfing from disappearing by giving the surf exhibitionsfor which he is now renowned as the ‘Johnny Appleseed’ of modern surfing. Kahanamokutold his biographer that by 1900, western colonization had so completelystamped out native Hawaiian culture that ‘surfing had totally disappearedthroughout the islands except for a few isolated spots… and even there only ahandful of men took boards into the sea.’ It is surfing’s narrow escape throughthis historic bottleneck that gives it a lineage like a family tree. AncientHawaiians are surfing’s roots. Kahanamoku is the trunk. And surfing’s genesisin
Daytona Beachis only one branch removed.
“Whitman said lifeguards visiting Miamifrom Virginia Beach,where Kahanamoku had held a surf demo, first showed him and his brothers how tosurf in 1930. Two years after that, the Whitman brothers were at theiroceanfront workshop in Miami Beachwhen they saw someone paddling a surfboard. It was Blake, who in his biography,‘Tom Blake: The Uncommon Journey of a Pioneer Waterman,’ said he was lookingfor these Floridasurfers he’d heard about. Blake taught the Whitmans to build his boards thattransformed the sport’s 180-pound planks into 80-pound hulls.
“These brothers’ surfing experiments may have begun in Miami, but they did most of their actual wave riding in Daytona Beach as students at the Universityof Florida in Gainesville. “We worked every minute so wecould leave on the weekend and go to Daytona and surf,’ Whitman said. ‘Weactually surfed at Daytona; probably one of the first times was after the 1934hurricane… We carried our surfboards on a trailer and camped on the beach.’ Blakecould have directly influenced other locals, too. He was a lifeguard in Florida during the early1930s and toured with the Red Cross promoting the use of surfboards to save peoplefrom drowning.
“And among the surfers in that 1938 photo are Paul Hart, alifeguard examiner for the Red Cross, and Donald Gunn and Dick Every, who areboth wearing the wool tank-top uniforms of the day for Daytona Beachlifeguards. Every even remembers a picture of Blake surfing in Daytona Beach at Harvey Street…
“I remember seeing Dudleydriving into town in a fancy convertible with surfboards towed behind it,” saidEvery, now 85. “My brother and I decided to build boards like them.” GauldenReed said in an interview before his death in November [2007] at 89 that peoplestarted making Blake-style boards in Seabreeze and Mainland high school shopclasses. Bill Wohlhuter, the owner of Port Orange Seafood today, said he builthis board from plans he got from Every’s brother, Don. ‘I once mounted a 11/2-horsepower Water Witch outboard on that board,” Wohlhuter said. ‘I steeredthe tiller with my foot!’ Many of these men – including the three Whitmans – arein the photo, preserved by the surfing hall of fame in CocoaBeach, the HalifaxHistorical Museumin Daytona Beach and the Whitman family museumin Miami. Theoccasion is said to be the East Coast or Floridasurfing championships.
“By today’s standards though, those boards are closer to boats.‘They were kind of like a freight train,’ Whitman said. ‘They were very muchfaster for paddling, slow to get started of course, but probably faster thanyou could paddle a canoe once you got going. And you could catch big waves muchfarther out.’ After hurricanes, to make it past the onrush of whitewater, Reedsaid he used to throw his board off the pier and dive in. ‘During the hurricaneseason, you could catch some pretty good-sized ones, maybe 7- , 8- , 9-footwaves that were breaking out there beyond the pier,’ Nelson said. ‘You’d haveto really walk the board. You’d catch the wave and you’d have to walk aboutfour or five feet to keep the nose down and then walk it back and forth to keepit going.’
“They stuck their hands in the water like oars to prod thosebig boards into turns. ‘To be a cool cat and get the girls,’ Nelson said, ‘youhad to lean over with your hand to steer it.’ The real hot dog move wasshooting the pier, surfing through the pilings from one side to the other. ‘Ialmost lost a kneecap trying to do it,’ Nelson said.
“When some of
Daytona Beach’ssurfers made their first pilgrimage to the sport’s birthplace, these
Florida upstarts wouldachieve a degree of stature with the world’s most hallowed surfing club. Therelatively advanced boards the Whitmans are holding in that 1938 photo defiedodds in arriving in
Waikiki… They werebeautifully crafted; one made with mahogany and brass screws. Blake had giventhe Whitmans a letter of introduction to the
Outrigger Canoe Club,the first surfing club.
“‘We were just kids and we showed it to Duke,’ Whitman said. ‘Buthe didn’t really have time for a couple of haole (Hawaiian slang for mainlandoutsiders) boys. So we went ahead and unwrapped our surfboards. People gatheredaround to watch us unpack and when the Hawaiians saw our surfboards, they gaveus surf racks of honor.” The Whitmans were made club members and they surfednext to Kahanamoku. Reed also flew [probably travelled by steamship, as commercialaviation was still in its infancy] to
Hawaiiand met Kahanamoku and Blake. And Every met and surfed alongside Kahanamoku atMakaha. Sadly, the life these men gave to an embryonic
Daytona Beach surf culture nearly vanished.
“A nucleus of roughly 45 Daytona Beach surfers had developed. As quickly as surfing wasbecoming part of life in Daytona Beach,World War II and its exodus of young men would all but end it. In the daysleading up to the war, Nelson sold Mainland High Schoolgrad George Doerr ‘a half interest’ in his red wooden surfboard. ‘WhenWorld War II came along,’ Nelson said, ‘(Doerr) went into the Air Force and hewas a fighter pilot and got shot down and was in a German prison camp for acouple of years.’ Reed said the only person he remembers surfing with duringthe war was Brewster Shaw, a famous local beach race driver. And on a coastsuddenly on high alert for German submarines and spies, surfing went from abizarre to a suspicious sight. ‘Brewster and I were in front of the Boardwalkand we came in after dark because the waves were so good, and we were reportedto the police that two men had come in on torpedoes,’ Reed said. They weresurrounded at gunpoint by military police. Reed said another time he was outpast the end of the pier and a patrol boat approached him, machine guns drawn. ‘I’msaying, “No! No! No! Surfboard! Surfboard! Don’t Fire!” Reed said. “Scared mymule!”’
“When Every returned home from the war in ‘45, he said, ‘therewas no surfing at all.’ Tony Sasso, a longtime director of the East CoastSurfing Hall of Fame Museum in
Cocoa Beach,said it’s been very hard to come by stories about surfing at that time. ‘Rightaround 1940 the trail goes dead. It doesn’t start back up again until the1950s,’ Sasso said. ‘Everything started from scratch again.’ It is as if thewar erased the heritage of
Daytona Beach’s surfing pioneers as cleanly as footprintswashed by waves from the sand. Only a few photos and people survive to stake
Daytona Beach’s claim as
Florida’s first surf city. ‘I kind of hateto admit it, being from Cocoa Beach where we call ourselves the East Coastsurfing capitol,’ said Sasso, ‘but the first seeds were planted in the DaytonaBeach area.’
“By 1958, foam and fiberglass surfboards had transformed thesport. Richard Brown of Daytona Beachturned 14 and bought his first surfboard that year. He remembers being one ofthe very first people at Seabreeze High Schoolto have one. ‘There were some guys at Mainland,’ he said. ‘But by ‘69,everybody at Seabreeze had a surfboard, or damn near.’ To those who werecatching this new wave, it felt as if surfing had just been born. But Richardand his brother Dana, who today own the insurance company Hayward Brown Inc.,grew up around surfing. And it was some of these early surfing pioneers whoalmost literally handed down the sport. Dick Every, who had the first foamsurfboard in town, used to lend it to Richard and Dana. And Oscar Clairholmemade a hollow board they used to play on as kids. ‘In fact, we had it out inthe ocean one day and it sank. We lost it,’ Richard said.
“What has generally been remembered as Florida’s first generation of surfers was,in fact, the second. And these Floridians lived the kinds of experiencesromanticized by Hollywood’sbeach-blanket movies. As a lifeguard, Dana Brown often hung out on the beach ina palm frond and wood shack in front of the Daytona Plaza Hotel and rentedsurfboards. ‘In the summertime,’ Richard said, ‘my brother Dana used to anchora sailboat out off of Daytona Plaza.We had pretty big boards back then, too, and my brother and his friends wouldeach put a case of beer and a beach bunny on their board and paddle out to thesailboat for an evening of revelry.’
“… Richard remembers one of the best days of surfing he everhad was after a hurricane in 1964. ‘I came home from
Gainesville because I knew it was going to begood and I surfed in front of the old Voyager Hotel,” he said. “You couldn’tlose your board because it would smack into the sea wall. There was no beach…We’d never seen waves like that; it was so big, 10- or 12-foot waves.’ Richardeven saw what he called ‘the day the style of surfing changed.’ He was in highschool when two road-tripping surfers from
California paddled out. They were allshooting the pier, riding gently rolling outside waves they called ‘humpers.’ Suddenlythe Californians headed in. ‘We figured, “Well hell, they don’t like it. They’releaving,”‘ Richard said. And the next thing we see is their heads from the backof the waves screaming right and left and then they would do a kick out and theboard would come flying back out of the wave. ‘We were just sitting theredumbfounded. We thought you’d be killed if you tried to surf in the shallowwater in big wave shore pound,’ he said. ‘Then we started doing it.’
“Is it possible that boogie boarders were the first wave ridersin Florida? Thereare numerous accounts of belly boarding, as it was called generations ago,predating surfing in the state. Dudley Whitman said in 1930 when the group oflifeguards visiting Miamitaught him to surf, he and his brothers had already been riding belly boards. TheSt. Augustine Record archives contain an article about a man named Guy Wolferiding the waves in 1914. The article says Wolfe rode on his belly on wood plankscovered in painted canvas that had ‘barrel stays’ for a sled-like nose. And oneof Daytona Beach’sfirst surfers, native Gaulden Reed, who was born in 1919, said in his life bothbody surfing and belly boarding had always been among the sights at the beach. ‘Priorto (surfing), we were really expert body surfers,’ Reed said before his death[in 2007]. ‘We also built belly boards that were about 4 feet long and 2 feetwide by putting thin boards together and crossing them with two small boardsand rounding the nose. They were only good for catching a breaking wave and ridingthe foam in.’
“How this more basic wave sport made it to
Florida before surfing is unknown… Theidea could have been imported by people who had either visited
Hawaii or cities in
California and the eastern seaboard that hadbeen exposed to canoe surfing, traditional surfing and body surfing asdemonstrated by Duke Kahanamoku in his travels.
“… [At] the East Coast Surfing Hall of FameMuseum in CocoaBeach and the Halifax Historical Museum in Daytona Beach…Only two of the 16 people are named… Dudley Whitman and Floyd Graves, but thenames are written in a way that indicates who is who. A total of 28 names ofpeople surfing in Daytona Beachduring that time were given during interviews for this story. These are the 16surfers in the 1938 photo. Fourteen of them are now identified; Wilbur Flowers,Barney Barnhart Jr., Bill Whitman, Stanley Whitman, Dudley Whitman, Don Every,Earl Blank, Bill Wohlhuter, Paul Hart, Donald Gunn, Floyd Graves, Al Bushman,James Nelson and Dick Every. An additional 13 surfers of that era were named ininterviews: Gaulden Reed, Welling Brewster Shaw, Oscar Clairholme, GeorgeDoerr, Tom Porter, Buster MacFarland, Nelson Rippey, ‘Nudder’ Wilcox, CharlesSpano, Carlisle ‘Boop’ Odum, Earnest Johnson,George Boone and George Jeffcoat.
“Plus there are two surfers from the 1938 photos that remainunidentified. That’s a total of 29 surfers. James Nelson remembers the photo astaking place after the event and after some of the competitors had alreadyleft. And in the photo, only 16 surfers are shown, but Dudley Whitman iswearing a No. 24. Dick Every said there were probably about 10 or 15 moresurfers in the area who didn’t come to the event, giving 1938 Daytona Beach arough estimate of 40 to 45 surfers. ‘There was nobody from New Smyrna surfingand I don’t recall anybody from Cocoaeither,’ Every said. Paul ‘Bitsy’ Hart won the contest that day, which ininterviews was sometimes called the Florida Surfing Championships and sometimesthe East Coast Surfing Championships.
“‘(Hart) was in the same fraternity we were in, in
Gainesville,’ DudleyWhitman said. ‘We used to stay with him. His mother had the drug store on
Main Street. Hebuilt his own surfboard.’ Earl Blank, who died in 1993, was, among otherthings, a lifeguard and a hobby beekeeper. Bushman and Nelson were law studentsat
Stetson Universityin DeLand when the photo was taken. Barnhardt remembers Boone and Jeffcoat werelifeguards in the 1930s. Johnson’s family owned bait-and-tackle stores in the
Daytona Beach area. Wilcoxwas a boxer and a lifeguard. Spano was a city champ handball player and a headlifeguard. Clairholme was a builder in the area. Shaw was the father of William‘Flea’ Shaw, who coached and married the four-time world champion surfer from
Flagler Beach,Frieda Zamba Shaw. It’s noteworthy that Pep’s Pool was a public swimming poolat the Boardwalk near the foot of the Main Streer Pier in the time because theson of the pool’s owners is in the photo, Barney Barnhardt Jr. ‘The kid on thefar left is a boy named Wilbur Flowers,’ Barnhardt said. ‘We were both 12 yearsold then. ‘We weren’t in the contest, but the photographer said, “Hey you’ve gota board. Get in the picture.” Let me tell you an interesting thing about thatpicture. My grandfather lived in
Akron, Ohio,and he saw that picture in the Akron Beacon Journal because it went out on TheAssociated Press wire.”
Back in the beginning years of Floridian surfing, just after itgot underway,
Tom Blake returned tolifeguard at the Roman Pools, located on
23rd Street and the Atlantic Ocean, in
Miami.
Over the years spanning the 1920s to the 1950s, he went back and forth between
California and
Florida“several times,” he noted.
In
Hawaiian Surfboard, he mentioned briefly a trip tothe
Bahamas with hissurfboard along; quite probably the first surf safari to the
Bahamas: “In a seaplane, (Pan American) tripfrom
Nassau,the English possession, I carried a full-sized hollow surfboard as baggage withouttrouble or inconvenience. Had we been forced down and the ship sunk in the
Gulf Stream, I could have maintained the two pilots,steward, three passengers and myself from sinking for many hours, or until helpcame.”
Dudley Whitman said they also “surfed the
island of Eleuthera,” at somepoint; probably much later.”
Reviews of Tom’s book, published in 1935, reference hispreviously working in
New York – even
New York City. This was,no doubt, following a stint in
Florida.Perhaps Tom’s first time working in
New York,since the time he worked in the carnival at
Jones Beachin 1921, was the summer of 1934. Tom tells it like this: “One time in
Florida, I had a job atthe surf club. That was the most exclusive beach club at
Miami. The rich come down there from all overthe country. I worked for Richard Ricardi… This rich man named Feldman was atthe club one day and he had a big estate up in
New York; Long Island… He had some kids. Heused to have someone take care of the kids; teach them in the summer, you know.Steve recommended me. I heard him discussing it with his friend once. He said, ‘That’sthe guy who beat the Hawaiians at their own game.’ Well, I didn’t say anything.That wasn’t what the Hawaiian’s game was, you know. They’re game was winning![laugh] Anyway, Feldman said, ‘Come work for me this summer.’”
Tom travelled to
Long Island, New Yorkand instructed the Feldman children. It is likely that he also did somelifeguarding in the area, possibly
New York City. He certainly was in touch with the guardsat
Jones Beachand credits “Mullahey of Honolulu and
Valley Stream,
N.Y.” with making lifeguards at
Jones Beach,on the South Shore of Long Island, N.Y., “surfboard minded.” Mullahey “battledfor several years, as a lieutenant in the famous Jones Beach Lifeguard Patrol,to show them the value of the surfboard in rescue work. So when I came alongwith the improved hollow boards they were ready and eager to accept them.”
“I went up there,” Tom continued of his
New York summer. “That summer was fantasticfor me… [My costs] were very little and they paid me 0 dollars a month. Itwas fantastic. I took care of these kids, taught them to swim, had good luckwith them. Good luck for their parents, too, because they were all individualsand they were hard to get along with. We did get along… I came out of it withabout 00 bucks, well fed and everything, and heading for the
Islands, again, for some surfing.”
Long Beach
Back in California, in summer 1933, at one of the most popularsurf beaches at the time –
Long Beach – CityOrdinance No. C-1195 went into effect, restricting surfboard riders to certain areasof the beach. If surfers failed to obey, it was possible that they could befined 0 and put in jail for six months. The June 16
th edition ofthe
Press-Telegram gave the lowdown:
“An emergency ordinance, proposed by the Municipal Lifeguards…[has] become City Ordinance No. C-1195. Henceforth, timorous bathers need notdive in terror to the bottom of the sea in hope of avoiding being cut in twainby a speeding Hawaiian surfboard. The surfboard riders either will mind the newP’s and Q’s or will go to jail.
“Certain lanes of the surf will be reserved for bathing, andother lanes will be legal highways for riders of the booming wave. The maximumpenalty for offense is a fine of 0, six months in jail, or both.”
At the beginning of the following summer, the Long Beach Press-Telegram declaredthat “Surf-Riding” was now a “Popular Sport.”
“For beginners there are always plenty of little crumble waves,easy to ride on a two-bit surfboard. The experts ignore such ripples and ignoresuch surfboards; they ride a ‘comber’ or none at all, and they use either anHawaiian board or none at all.
“There are several approved methods of wave riding. Thesimplest for the beginner is to repose oneself upon a thin five-foot plank andto place oneself, plant and all in the path of a wave. With fair luck the wavethen will carry one, plank and all, on a speedy scenic voyage to the beach.
“The second variety of wave riding in the board class is muchmore spectacular. It requires strength, courage and skill. Furthermore, theparticipant may crack his skull or break his neck, before reaching the safedegree of expertness. The rider paddles seaward on a surfboard nearly twice hisown length and equal to his own weight. Away out in the breaker line heabout-faces and waits for a ‘big one.’ Pretty soon a toppling wall of green seawater approaches. The rider paddles; the wall scoops him up, board and all,almost to the point where board and rider would spill. Precariously he rightsthe board and as it is driven shoreward in front of the breaker’s crest hestands upright, aloof, conqueror of board and breaker. Or else, with aprecipitous and ungraceful leap, he loses balance and disappears in the water.
“Of body surfing, as the lifeguards call it, there are twovarieties. In one, the arms are extended beachward while the rider moves alongin the lather of a wave. This type is juvenile; this type is taboo among thetanned gentry of many beach seasons. They prefer the second and morespectacular way of body surfing.
“This latter way is to clamp the arms against the sides, pushthe shoulders forward and stick the head down, and to ride the wave face-downward.The bathers who survive the rigors of learning this are in heavy surf becomeexpert at ‘taking the drop’ with a crashing breaker and riding part and parcelwith it until it casts itself upon the sand. Occasionally on the swiftshoreward voyage they take a breath by raising the head, with jaw pugnaciouslyforward; barracuda-fashion.
“The experts in advanced surf riding have a right to strut onthe beach. They have challenged the ocean’s mightiest breakers and have lookedOld Man Neptune squarely in the eye.”
Two years later, in September 1936, the Long Beach Press-Telegram featured asurfer by the name of Steve Skinner who assured the newspaper’s reporter thatthe “Thrilling Sport of Riding Surf” is “Easy to Master.”
“‘Hold the surf board in a horizontal position, the end againstthe middle of your body. Turn a little cornerwise to the breakers, so that youcan see the rolling water over your shoulder. When the wave gets to you make aswing straight for the shore. Lay the board flat on the water and slip bothhands to the center of the board at full arms length.’
“It’s Stephen ‘Steve’ Skinner speaking, and Steve should know.He not only rides a surfboard himself, but has taught a thousands others to dothe same. Friendly, smiling and burned a mahogany color by the sun, Stevespends his spare time between Silver Spray Pier and Rainbow Pier swimming,riding a surf board, teaching others to ride, chatting with tourists. He is aone-man Chamber of Commerce, teaching enjoyment of water sports and makingfriends for the city.
“‘When I first came to the coast from
Wichita, Kansas,fourteen years ago I didn’t know how to ride a surf board,’ he recalls. ‘I hada friend who did. I would ask him how he did it. ‘Just like this,’ he wouldsay, and he would ride in with the wave and I couldn’t see what he did. I askedHenry B. Marshall, the umbrella man, how to ride a surfboard. He showed me theway I now teach others. I went out and rode in. It’s simple when you knowexactly what to do, and riding in the first time is the greatest thrill in yourlife. I’ve had tourists come up to me on the beach and say: “I remember you!You taught me to ride a surfboard six years ago” or “You taught me to ride asurf board. Now will you teach my wife and children?” I’m always glad to do it.I’ll go back in the surf any time to teach anyone how to ride a surf board.’”
In 1937, what Long Beach lifeguards and city fathers had fearedmight happen finally did, only it was not an injury caused to a bather by asurfer but rather self-inflicted upon the wave rider. The Press-Telegram reported:“Woman, Hurt by Surfboard July 5, Dies of Injury: Fatality First of Kind EverRecorded in History of Beach.”
“Mrs. Phyllis Hines, 19, whose riding of breakers here July 5came to an abrupt and painful stop when her own surfboard jabbed her in theabdomen. She died last night from effects of the blow.
“While the autopsy surgeon’s report was awaited todaylifeguards here said that the young woman’s death was the first surfboard fatalityof which they have heard. ‘Sometimes a bather has received an injury from asurfboard, usually because he tried to lie too far forward on the board,forcing it into a nose dive under water,” Lieutenant Henry P. Coleman of theMunicipal Lifeguards said this morning. ‘Usually the injury is only a bruise ora bump on the head.’ A city ordinance requires surfboard riders to stay awayfrom the surf immediately in front of lifeguard stations, where the boardsmight imperil swimmers.
“Police reports of the accident to Mrs. Hines indicate that awave drove her own surfboard against her while she was in the surf withhundreds of other bathers.”
The following year, the local paper gave a rundown of contestresults from the “Southern Californiasurfboard relay championship”:
“Surfboard riding, ancient sport of South Sea Islanders, gave acrowd of several thousand beach visitors a thrilling show here yesterday in Southern California championship events in the Salute tothe States water circus beside Rainbow Pier.
“More than thirty expert surfers competed in the races. Theyrepresented surfing clubs of several beach cities. Their spectacular rides andfrequent spills proved to be the most popular entertainment on the 4 1/2-hourwater circus program. Five husky swimmers of the Manhattan Beach Surfing Clubwon the Southern California surfboard relaychampionship from the Hermosa Beach Surfing Club. The Venice Paddleboard Clubfinished third. Each member of a competing team raced from the beach to amarker a quarter-mile offshore and returned to the beach riding on a breaker,passing his surfboard to the next member of his team.”
Following this regional paddleboard contest, Long Beach hosted the first National Surfingand Paddleboard Championships on Sunday, November 13, 1938. It was the firstcountrywide paddleboard title event held in the United States. More than 140 of America’sfinest surfers competed for the mammoth silver trophy presented to the winningteam and for the gold trophies presented individual winners.
The main event started with a half-mile paddleboard racethrough the surf. Women as well as men competed. It was broadcast live overradio station KFOX while 20,000 people crowded onto Rainbow and Silver Spraypiers and the beach in front of the Pike to view 140 competitors.
Pete Peterson and
Mary Ann Hawkins ofthe Del Mar Surfing Club won in the national paddleboard division.
In conjunction with the paddle boarding event, there was also asurfing competition scheduled. However, lack of heavy surf postponed the surfcontest until December 11, 1938. Not wanting to disappoint the crowd who hadcome to see them perform and the radio audience who were listening, the surfersheld a trial open surfing event, with John Olson of Long Beach winning thecompetition, James McGrew of Beverly Hills placing second and Denny Watson ofVenice third.
“Preston Peterson and Miss Mary Ann Hawkins of Del Mar SurfingClub yesterday were crowned national paddle board champions,” reported the Long Beach Press-Telegram, “in the first annualnational surfing and paddle board contest at Long Beach. Competing were 140 members of twelveorganizations.
“Lack of a heavy surf made necessary a postponement ofcompetition in the surf riding events and the highly anticipated initial interclubclash for possession of the Dick Loynes perpetual team trophy until December11.
“Riding the small waves, John Olson of Long Beach won the open surfing event with James McGrew of Beverly Hills second and DennyWatson of Venice third. In the most thrilling event of the day, a five-man teamfrom the Venice Surfriding Club, nosed out the Manhattan Club at the finish ofa relay event entered also by Long Beach and the Surfriders.”
40,000 onlookers watched sixty-five surfers compete in team andindividual competitions on that cold December day in 1938. The Santa Ana Bandled the participants, whose boards ranged in length from eleven to eighteenfeet, to the edge of the surf between Rainbow and Silver Spray Piers where thewater temperature was 52 degrees. Newsreel, magazine and newspaperphotographers were also there taking pictures of the event.
The Press-Telegram reported on the following day:
“Forty thousand onlookers yesterday watched one of the mostthrilling aquatic demonstrations ever staged when nature provided thunderingrollers for the third annual Mid-winter Swim coupled with the National SurfingChampions.
“Postponed from a month ago, the National Surfing Championshipsprovided the greatest action, with sixty-five surf riders participating. TheManhattan Surfing Club won the 44-inch silver perpetual team cup. The VeniceSurfing Club placed second,
Santa Monica third,Palos Verdes Surfriders Club fourth, and the
Del Mar Club fifth. The open surfingchampionship was won by Arthur Horner of
Venice,with Jim Kerwin of
Manhattan Beach coming insecond, and Don Campbell also of
Manhattan Beach third. Medals were given to Chuck Allen, PalosVerdes, fourth place; Tom Ehlers,
Manhattan Beach,fifth place; Kenneth Beck,
Venice, sixth; BobReinhard and
John Lind of
Long Beach who placedseventh and eighth.”
So successful was this first national Surfing and PaddleboardChampionships, a second was held the following year off Rainbow Pier – againduring the winter swell season – on December 3, 1939.
“A three-man team representing the Hermosa Beach Surfing Clubyesterday won the Dick Loynes perpetual trophy emblematic of the nationalsurfing championship in an event in the fog-shrouded waters off Rainbow Pier.
“Booming out of the fog blanket on the crests of curlingbreakers that saturated onlookers, the Hermosa Beachmen nosed out the defending trophy holders of Manhattan Beach by 10 points. Venice SurfingClub was third and Long Beach,fourth. Gene Smith, member of the Hawaiian Surfing Club, which traveled herefrom the islands, competed alone against the teams after his two teammates A.C.Spohler and Jack May withdrew in the face of the unusual weather conditions. Hefinished fifth against the heavy odds.
“Individual surfing honors went to Long Beach Surfing Clubmembers John Olsen who finished first, Alvin Bixler, second, and BobRhienhardt, forth.
Gene Smith of
Hawaii came in third.”
The second was the last. There would never again be anothernational surf contest held in
Long Beach for two reasons: war and the breakwater. WorldWar II broke out in Europe and it was not long before the Japanese attacked andthe
United Stateswas drawn into the war. The
Long Beach breakwater was extendedduring the war when the U.S. Navy came to
Terminal Island and made it theirhome. After the war, the surfers who returned from battle would find that therewere no more waves in
Long Beachto ride. The breakwater had seen to that. But love of surfing still continued,and shapers such as Ernest Guirey still made Long Beach their home.
San Diego
“There’s a good chance Ralph Noisat caught the first wave in San Diego,” wrote Jeannette De Wyze in a retrospective on San Diego surfers,published in the San Diego Reader in 2006. Noisat’s surfing in the SandDiego area preceded George Freeth’s by several years at least.
De Wyze wrote that “… as he wasn’t a man to brag, hispioneering role might have been lost were it not for his board. He made ithimself when he was a boy, and it was still in the Noisat family home in 1998when Ralph’s daughter, Margie Chamberlain, was preparing to sell the MissionHills residence. Chamberlain realized the heavy wooden board might havehistoric value… her father’s maternal grandfather worked on the construction ofthe Pioneer Sugar Mill in Lahaina,
Maui. Herfather’s mother spent at least part of her childhood there, before moving tothe San Francisco Bay Area, marrying, and having [her father] Ralph in 1896.From what her father later told her, Chamberlain got the impression he wasclose to his grandfather; he may have even visited him in
Hawaii, where the older man lived for manyyears. ‘My dad knew some of the
Hawaiian royal familymembers,’ Chamberlain says. ‘He had a lot of the sense of Hawaiian history,which I can only imagine he got from his grandfather.’
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Although Ralph Noisat’s daughter didn’t know “how her fathercame to make the seven-foot-long, square-tailed board, ‘He always talked aboutthe wood being koa,’ she says. She has the impression he may have surfed on itin Northern California before 1910, the year he and his mother moved to
San Diego. He would haveturned 14 that year. Noisat enrolled as a freshman at
San Diego High School and gotinvolved with track and field and student government; he managed the footballteam. He also surfed from 1910 to 1914, he told his daughter years later.” It’snot known where Ralph surfed, “but he wasn’t riding the waves alone. ‘When hewas telling me these stories of his youth, it always sounded like he had thislittle circle of friends,’ his daughter says. Whether his pals borrowed hisboard or fashioned copies is another detail that’s been lost.
“Before he reached his 18th birthday in 1914, Noisat enlistedin the Navy, embarking on a military career that would last 30 years. Chancesare he wasn’t here when one of the most famous surfers in the world arrived.
George Freeth, born in
Oahu in 1883, was the son of an Englishman anda half-Hawaiian woman. A champion swimmer and high diver, Freeth taught himselfthe ancient Hawaiian art of riding waves, a skill that by the end of the 19thCentury had almost disappeared from the islands. By 1907 he was so adept hecaught the eye of writer and travel adventurer
Jack London, who later described Freeth’s aquaticprowess in
The Cruise of the Snark.
Londonwas among those who provided letters of introduction to the young Hawaiian ashe prepared to sail to
California,where he hoped to make his fortune promoting surfing and other water sports.
“Less than three weeks after departing Oahu (on July 3, 1907),Freeth was surfing at
Venice Beach.The spectacle attracted the attention of at least one newspaper reporter andhas since inspired the claim that Freeth was the first person to surf in
California. (This seemsunlikely, according to the staff at the
Santa Cruz Surfing Museum.They point to a newspaper article that details how, in
1885, three members ofthe royal Hawaiian family who attended a military school in
San Mateo surfed at the mouth of the
San Lorenzo River in
Santa Cruz.) Freeth’swater skills distinguished him from most Americans of that era. Drownings wereso commonplace they were scaring away tourists from resorts in
Veniceand
Redondo Beach.To counteract the negative publicity, railroad magnate and Redondo developerHenry Huntington hired Freeth to show off his surfing skills, and the developerof
Venicefollowed suit. Freeth’s performances included standing on his head while ridingthe waves. And in the years that followed, he improved water safety offSouthern California, teaching fundamental water-rescue skills to a cadre ofyoung men who later formed the lifeguard services of
Los Angeles County,
Long Beach, and
San Diego. At times Freeth took a more hands-on approachto lifesaving, most notably when he rescued 11 Japanese fishermen during aviolent winter storm in December 1908. Eighteen months later, the United StateCongress saluted his bravery by giving him a Congressional Gold Medal.
“For all the acclaim, Freeth struggled to make a living. He gota break in 1915 when the moneyed and well-connected San Diego Rowing Club askedhim to coach the club’s swim team. Freeth took the job, and it seems likely hewould have surfed in San Diego [at that time] at least in the summer months,when to earn extra money he taught swimming in Coronado. By May 1918, after 13men died in a single day in rip currents off Ocean Beach,that community had secured Freeth’s services as a lifeguard, and as a July 17,1918, San Diego Union article attests, he couldn’t resist showing off. ‘Fourthousand beachgoers received a surprise and enjoyed a succession of thrills andhealthy laughs yesterday at Ocean Beachwhen George Freeth, lifeguard, presented his unannounced surfboard dive,’ thepaper reported. ‘Riding on the crest of the wave in the usual manner, Freethsuddenly leaped, clearing the board by at least three feet, turned a somersault,regained his balance on the board again, then completed his stunt with a dive.’
“That was around 1916 or 1917, according to local amateursurfing historian John Elwell. Elwell says [Duke] Kahanamoku surfed the OBPier, and when he did, he asked a teenaged lifeguard named Charlie Wright if hecould store his board in Wright’s beach shack. Elwell, who interviewed Wright afew years before his death in 1994, says Wright encouraged Kahanamoku to usethe shack but asked if he might try the board. ‘So Charlie surfed the board andalso got the dimensions and later copied it,’ Elwell says.
“Wright, who was something of a showman as well as anentrepreneur, was putting on surfing demonstrations at special events. The California SurfMuseum has one photograph of Wrightsurfing on New Year’s Eve of 1925 next to the Crystal Pier in Pacific Beach; on his shouldershe bears a young woman wielding a torch.
“But by the late 1920s, Wright wasn’t using his board for muchbesides the occasional exhibition. Emil Sigler says he found it near the
Mission Beachlifeguard station when he went there the day after his arrival in
San Diego in 1928. ‘It wastwo pieces of thick pine, bolted together. And it had an iron tip,’ recallsSigler… He asked whom the board belonged to and then tracked down Wright, whotold him he could use it as much as he wanted. ‘Just put it back where youfound it. Lean it against the seawall,’ Sigler says Wright instructed him.
“Born in San Francisco,Sigler had wanted to become a fisherman, and since school didn’t interest him,he often ditched classes to hang out at the Fleischacker Pool. Some of the pool’slifeguards were Hawaiian, and Sigler says one day during an outing to the beachthey gave him a couple of rides on their boards. That triggered his interest insurfing. Like the Hawaiians’ boards, Wright’s 125-pound behemoth ‘was so heavy,it was steady, real steady,’ Sigler recalls. ‘It was a lot more steady than theother boards later on.’ It was so massive, in fact, that a rider couldn’t makeit turn in the water, and the varnish was so worn ‘you had to be careful youdidn’t get any splinters,’ Sigler says. Still, he enjoyed riding the combersoff Queenstown Courtin Mission Beach. Siglersays Wright warned him away from surfing at OceanBeach, claiming that the outflow from Mission Bay,which at that time streamed under a bridge rather than through the presentchannel, could be tricky. ‘You could get knocked out or something, and the tide’lltake you out,’ he says Wright told him. One day while jogging on the beach,Sigler noticed another spot that looked promising. At the north end of Pacific Beach,just south of Pacific Beach Point, the waves seemed particularly well formed.The board was too heavy for Sigler to carry that distance, so he hauled itaboard a ten-foot wooden dory and rowed north from Mission Beach. He unloaded Wright’sboard at the beach that’s now known as Tourmaline and caught some impressiverides. He never saw anyone else surf there for years; he thinks he was thefirst.
“Sigler will tell you he was the first serious local surfer,but Lloyd Baker dismisses that claim with a snort. Sigler ‘surfed a little bit,’Baker acknowledges, ‘but he was not very agile. Not that he wasn’t strong andnot that he couldn’t have become a better surfer, but he and Don Pritchard and
Dempsey Holder [twoother early surfers] were never, ever stylists. They went out and tried, butwhen they got up it was like you never thought they were going to last for morethan 20 feet before they fell off or something.’
“Baker says he and his pal Dorian Paskowitz and a handful ofother teenagers from Point Loma and La Jolla were the first true San Diego surfers, soobsessed with riding the waves, they developed confidence and elegance thoughtheir boards were primitive. At 85, Baker’s a big man who moves with an easygrace… He gave up surfing about 1975, when tennis and skiing had become all-consuming.
“Born in
San Diego, Baker andhis family moved around
California in hisearly childhood, but in 1934, when Lloyd was 13, they settled into a house at
Portsmouth Court in
Mission Beach.
Dorian Paskowitz liveda couple of blocks away. In the years that followed, ‘We went to school everyday together,’ Baker says. ‘We swam in the morning before school. We rantogether. We dated together. We did everything together.’
“School was Point Loma High, which they reached by riding thestreetcar that ran south on Mission Boulevard and over the bridge to Ocean Beach.(That bridge was later torn down when the Mission Bayjetty was created.) ‘On the other side of the bridge, we’d get off and take abus up to school.’ In their sophomore year they built paddleboards in the highschool woodshop. Paddleboards had been invented in the late 1920s by aWisconsin native named Tom Blake who had found his way to Hawaiiand become fascinated by the ancient Hawaiian boards in Honolulu’sBishop Museum. In an attempt to devisesomething that would work like the old planks (as surfboards were called) butbe lighter, he had come up with a design that was essentially asurfboard-shaped hollow box. Dubbed a cigar box or a kook box, paddleboardsbecame popular with lifeguards for rescue work, but they could also be used toride waves. Baker and Paskowitz copied this design and learned to stand up on theboards in the surf that sometimes formed at the entrance to Mission Bay.‘Those boards probably lasted a year, year and a half,’ Baker estimates.
“Besides being unwieldy, the boards ‘were a pain in the ass,because as soon as they got just a little warped or they got in the sunshine orwhatever, why, they started leaking,’ Baker says. When a fellow named
Pete Peterson movedfrom Hawaii to San Diego, where he got a job at the Mission Beach Plunge, hebrought with him a couple of square-tailed solid-wood Hawaiian boards, and theboys studied these with interest. About the same time, they learned aboutboards that promised to work better than paddleboards or Hawaiian planks.
In the early-to-mid 1930s, “a Los Angeles-based manufacturer ofprefabricated homes started building surfboards as a sideline. Although thecompany used solid redwood at first, it later began importing lightweight balsafrom South America for use in both thehome-building and surfboard-manufacturing businesses. The balsa ‘was beautifulstuff!’ Baker recalls. ‘They had it all milled, and it was very pretty.’ But asurfer couldn’t simply order a finished board. He had to request that a blockof wood be manufactured to the shape and dimensions he specified. ‘They’d putit together in any configuration you want,’ Baker says. ‘You could actually gothrough their bins and pick out the pieces you were going to have them glue up.’Some pieces were harder, some softer; they also varied in weight. ‘You couldpick them out so the board balanced. You’d pick out redwood pieces with prettygrains of wood.’ If you wanted a “runner” of redwood glued down the middle ofthe board to stiffen it or along the sides (the rails) or tip (the nose) toprotect the softer wood, you could order that too. You drove up to L.A. to pick up yourorder, then took it home, where with woodworking tools you shaped the simplegeometry into a board that planed over water with power and speed. Or if youhad a friend who was good at shaping, you might press him into service.
“Baker became renowned for his skill at shaping the PacificSystems Homes boards. Today he downplays his ability; he says he wasn’t greatcompared to subsequent generations of shapers. But for a few years in the late1930s, he worked on probably 40 or 50 boards. Baker worked on boards forPaskowitz and for the small gang of OceanBeach and La Jolla boys who had started surfing, as well as others. He did itfor free. ‘We were happy to do the work and pass the board on to somebody thatwould use it.’ Because they were lighter, weighing 45 to 65 pounds, thebalsa/redwood boards were more responsive in the water, and with the additionof a fin (introduced by Tom Blake in 1935), they became more maneuverable.
“Kimball Daun, one of the Ocean Beachboys, doesn’t remember when or where he met Lloyd Baker, but he says it didn’ttake long to realize they were kindred spirits. Born in a house on LarkspurStreet 83 years ago, Daun remembers wandering over to the water, unsupervised,when he was six or seven, and teaching himself to swim. Not long after that, hebecame friends with another kid named Skeeter Malcolm, who lived a few blocksaway on Voltaire and shared his love of the ocean. By the time they were eightor nine, they were bodysurfing on ‘the big beach.’ Somehow they heard that DukeKahanamoku had surfed the Mission Bay channel back in the1920s, and that piqued their interest.
“Their first attempt at following his example involved apaddleboard owned by an older teenager named Bob Sterling. ‘He would take it outon the ocean, usually on calm days, and paddle round on it.’ Sterling was willing to lend his board to theyounger duo. Daun says he and Malcolm took it to an area of Ocean Beachwhere few swimmers were in the water; they didn’t have to worry about othersurf- or paddleboards, because there weren’t any. They took turns pushing eachother into the shore break, and while the nose would sometimes take a dive andthe board come to an abrupt halt, at other times the board surged forward. Thenwhoever was on it would pop up into a crouch, balancing for a couple of secondsbefore tumbling off.
“They couldn’t steer at all, but they had fun on Sterling’s board, Daun says, until the day one of themcaught a good-sized wave and nosed in hard enough to hit the bottom. ‘All of asudden, the board was just sunk, which was unusual.’ When they got it onto thesand, they realized ‘four feet of the plywood bottom of the board had peeledoff and was just hanging under it. We thought, “Oh my God, this is ruined.”‘ Sterling was a hulkingfellow, and they quaked at the thought of his reaction. They loaded thecasualty on a wagon and hauled it to Daun’s house. ‘I said, “Well, we gottaglue it,” but we didn’t have any glue. So we went on Green Street,which was the next block over, and dug the tar out of the cracks in the street.We put it in a can, melted it, and poured the seam all the way around. Wescraped off the excess and nailed it down with the tar in there. When we gotfinished, you could see the black here and there.’ It seemed to hold, thoughDaun and Malcolm never pressed their luck by borrowing the board again.
“A bit of larceny enabled them to get a board of their own.This happened one night when the boys were walking home from the high school. ‘Outaround Coronado Avenue, someone was building a newhouse,’ Daun says. On the building site, they spotted ‘six magnificent redwoodboards that they were using for the window frames. They were about 12 feetlong. No one was around, and in those days no one stole anything.’ Daun andMalcolm hoisted the boards on their shoulders and headed down the hill for thehome of a friend who had a big basement. He refused to harbor their plunder, sothey continued on to Sunset Cliffs Boulevard. ‘The boards would bounce becauseof the distance between us. We were walking along, and a couple of Ocean Beachcops drove around the corner, and oh my God, I thought we were going to dieright there. I said, “Don’t look, don’t look, don’t look!”’ The police sloweddown but didn’t stop the boys, who reached the safety of the garage adjoiningthe café and barbershop on Voltaire operated by Malcolm’s parents. Later, ‘Skeetertold his dad that my father had bought the wood, and I told my dad that hisfather had bought it,’ Daun says. The only problem with this was that ‘when mydad went down to get a haircut, one of us always had to be in the damnbarbershop to keep the talk away from the surfboard.’
“Somehow that worked. Three-quarters of an inch thick, theboards were far too thin to be made into a solid surfboard, so Daun and Malcolmset about building another box with cross-members. For this they needed screwsand plywood, which cost little – but more than they had. ‘But Skeeter got 20cents a day for lunch money, which was unheard of for me,’ Daun says. ‘I had mymom make three sandwiches for me, and I’d take two and give Skeeter one. Thatway he could save his lunch money.’ They earned a bit more from chores. ‘Wefinally got the board built, and at 11 feet long, it was slow in turning, justlike all big boards. But for a hollow board made at minimal expense, it waseasy to catch waves.’
“Daun says he and Malcolm (who died in 1993 after a long careeras a teacher, coach, and principal) later graduated to boards fabricated fromthe Pacific Systems Homes balsa/redwood blanks and shaped by Lloyd Baker. Sodid three other Ocean Beach friends of theirs.They all attended Point Loma High. Baker could look out from hismusic-appreciation class and assess the surf conditions. If the day lookedgood, he would sweep through the building, poking his head into the other boys’classrooms and catching their attention. They’d get up and leave. Someonealways had an old Model A or some other vehicle they could pile into. ‘Theteachers didn’t like it,’ Daun acknowledges. ‘But that’s how much we were intosurfing.’ Every minute of their waking lives, they were either doing it orthinking about doing it.
“The weight of the boards limited the choices of where thesefirst hard-core surfers surfed. ‘See, in those days, those boards werenose-heavy,’ explains Bill (“Hadji”) Hein, who by the late 1930s had joined thesmall band of regulars at Mission Beach and at 88 continuesto surf today. Because of the boards’ tendency to ‘pearl’ (or plunge beneaththe water), ‘You had to be selective in where you could go. You had to have awave at least four to five feet high, and it had to have slope in front of it,not a curl,’ he says. In San Diego County, the most reliable places to findthose conditions were San Onofre, Windansea (in La Jolla), Pacific Beach Point,Sunset Cliffs (south of OB), and Imperial Beach.
“Often compared to Waikiki in
Hawaii,San Onofre began luring
Southern Californiasurfers as early as the 1920s. According to Emil Sigler, the location’sremoteness encouraged some at the all-male gatherings to swim naked, in a daywhen men wore bathing suits that covered them from neck to knee. By the 1930s,San Onofre was the setting for the
Pacific Coast SurfridingChampionships, the first organized surfing contests in the world.These were not cutthroat affairs, according to Jane Schmauss, the director ofthe
California SurfMuseum in
Oceanside. ‘Those guys didn’t care a featheror a fig about who was the best surfer,’ she says. But they were curious abouteach other’s boards and techniques, and the San Onofre gatherings provided anopportunity to compare notes. ‘We had campfires and luaus,’ Hein recalls. ‘It wasthe
Hawaiian Islands spirit.’ San Onofre wastoo far away for everyday surfing. So was Imperial Beach for all but the fewguys who lived there, and most of the time the IB surf wasn’t great anyway,Baker says. But in the winter, when the surf came up at Tijuana Sloughs, ‘ThenDempsey [Holder] would call, and we’d go down.’ It might happen only threetimes a year, Baker says, ‘usually for three to four days. Then there wouldn’tbe any other surf for a month or so. And the beach surf [in
Imperial Beach] wasn’t any different than the beach surf at
Mission Beach or anywhere else’ – unpropitiousfor boards that might weigh 70 pounds or more.
“The waves off Sunset Cliffs were excellent year-round,although access to them wasn’t easy. A fellow could make the long paddle southfrom Ocean Beach or approach from the cliff top orthe Theosophical Society. ‘We used to take our surfboards and just leave ‘em inthe brush [and] carry them down the little trail and surf there day in, dayout,’ Baker says.
“At Windansea, the reef causes the swell to break abruptly,creating powerful waves that often have a tubular shape. But no one rodeWindansea until 1937. One day a young glider pilot named
Woody Brown, riding ahomemade hollow board, and a handful of other young men from La Jolla ‘foundgreat surf at Bird Rock and Pacific Beach Point, where we rode 20-foot waves,taking off right on the edge of the kelp,’ Brown recalled in a 2000 Surfer’sJournal article. He and his buddies then ventured out at Windansea. After that,Ocean and
Mission Beach surfers beganjoining them, at least on occasion.
“Most, however, considered PB Point ‘the absolute best for us,’according to Kimball Daun. ‘You always had a long right slide. When the surfwas really big, you could actually ride all the way over to Tourmaline.’ As atSunset Cliffs, access to the water off the headland wasn’t easy. ‘You had todrive up La Jolla Boulevard and jump the curb,’Hadji Hein recalls. Japanese-American farmers were growing fruits andvegetables on the bluff, and the surfers would drive through an opening intheir fence and down a mud road leading south to a canyon. They’d park theirjalopies there and walk the rest of the way to the beach. ‘There were beautifuloleander trees all along there,’ Hein says. The surfers would pick theblossoms, bring them home to their girlfriends, and they would make leis. ‘Thatwas the spirit we had in those days. We’d play Hawaiian music and all that sortof thing.’
“One other way at least a few people reached Tourmaline Beachwas via a City of San Diegolifeguard truck. By 1935, Emil Sigler had overcome the handicap of being blindin his right eye (the result of an early childhood accident) to come in secondon the city’s lifeguard-screening exam. He wound up working at the Mission Beachlifeguard station, which had an old Model A. Sigler says he would often riseearly and load up a couple of the local kids like Baker and Paskowitz withtheir boards. He would drive north along the sand, going under Crystal Pier, toTourmaline Beach. The group would surf, then returnin time for Sigler to start his work shift by 9:30 a.m.
“An encounter on that truck resulted in the Ocean Beachboys getting their nickname. As Kimball Daun recalls it, Sigler had driven upto Crystal Pier and stopped to chat with Daun, Malcolm, and a couple of their OB cohorts. Finally Sigler started the engine to drive backto the lifeguard station. ‘Well, Skeeter and I were going to have to walk downto Old Mission Beach,’about a mile south of the pier. ‘So we jumped on the back of the truck. It hadhandles to hold on to. When we did that, the truck bottomed out.’ Emil Siglerchastised them, ‘So we jumped off and Emil worked the thing out of the sand,then we’d jump on again. Pretty soon it was ‘You goddamned vandals!’ He pickedup big rocks and started flinging them at us! That was the first time we werecalled the Vandals.’ The name stuck.
“Were the Vandals the first San Diego surf club? They weren’t anorganization. The Mission Beach surfers formed thefirst formal association of local wave riders around 1938, with the support ofa city councilman named Fred Simpson. Lloyd Baker was the first president, andthe group held meetings in a little room on the north end of the bathhouse thatwas located at the Mission Beach seawall, near Queenstown Court. Butthe club ‘dropped into oblivion when the war came along,’ says Hein, who wasone of the first members. ‘Everybody had to go into the service, and it justwent kaput.’
One enduring “invention” that came out of the mid-1930s waswhat we now call the “Aloha Shirt.” As land based attire, it would help definethe beach lifestyle that continues today.
The Aloha Shirt was initially thought up in the early 1930s byChinese merchant Ellery Chun of King-Smith Clothiers and Dry Goods, a store in
Waikiki. “Chun began sewing brightly colored shirts fortourists out of old kimono fabrics he had leftover in stock,” describes theWikipedia. “The Honolulu Advertiser newspaper was quick to coin the term Alohashirt to describe Chun’s fashionable creation. Chun trademarked the name. Thefirst advertisement in the Honolulu Advertiser for Chun’s Aloha shirt waspublished on
June 28, 1935. Local residents, especiallysurfers, and tourists descended on Chun’s store and bought every shirt he had. Withinyears, major designer labels sprung up all over
Hawaii and began manufacturing and sellingAloha shirts en masse.” Retail chains in Hawai‘i and on the U.S. Mainland evenproduced single aloha shirt designs for employee uniforms.
The same year that “Aloha Shirt” became a registered trademark,a surfer named Nat Norfleet Sr. and his partner George Brangier opened an Alohashirt company called Kahala. “We began like nearly everybody else in thebusiness, not with a pair of shoestrings but with one shoestring between thetwo of us,” Norfleet Sr. said. “Red McQueen had brought back from the 1932Olympics in
Japansome shirts made out of silk kimono cloth. We copied them to produce our firstaloha shirts. They were absolutely horrible, but Elmer Lee had a stand in frontof the old Outrigger Canoe Club where he sold coconut milk and pineapple juice,and he sold our horrible shirts.”
“The shirts were purchased by local residents,
beach boys, surfersand tourists. The first advertisement placed in the Honolulu Advertiser usingthe words “Aloha Shirt” was on June 28, 1935. With the birth of Rayon in themid 1920’s, the dazzlingly colored and tropically decorated Hawaiian-PrintAloha shirt became a staple souvenir of cruise ship tourists. Early shirtlabels bore names like Musa Shiya, Watamulls, Kamehameha, Kahala, Surfriders,Alfred Shaheen, Duke Kahanamoku, etc. The 1940’s and 1950’s furnish us with amemorable list of personalities depicted wearing Hawaiian-Print Aloha Shirts.Elvis Presley, the undisputed king of rock and roll had many Hawaiian Shirts.Here is an off-the-top-of-my-head, recollection, list of famous people, motionpicture and television personalities, politicians and sports celebrities thathave been photographed and featured wearing Hawaiian-Print Aloha shirts. HarryS. Truman, our 33rd President loved to wear Aloha Shirts. He was on the coverof Life Magazine in 1951 wearing one. Montgomery Cliff and Frank Sinatra werefeatured in the memorable motion picture
From here to Eternity inHawaiian-Print Aloha shirts.
Where there’s Aloha Shirts, there are Beach Boys. In trying tocome up with a list of the Waikiki Beach Boys of the 1930s, I have relied on anemail that came to me from Karen Cotter, assisted by her sister Emily Fradkin.An aunt of the two sisters was Emily Campbell Kauha Davis (1896-1987). A schoolteacher at 20, Emily sailed away to Honoluluat age 22 to the horror of her parents. She settled in with delight, taughtschool, and soon after met and married Waikiki beach boy and later captain ofthe Waikiki lifeguards, John Kauha. After overa decade together, Emily lost John Kauha to cancer in 1939.
“Anyway,” wrote Karen Cotter, “from amongst my aunt’s books Iacquired two old poetry books by Don Blanding, published in 1923 and 1925 respectively,and in the back of one, written in pencil, is a list of ‘Beach Boys of Waikiki’in my aunt’s hand which I thought you might find of interest…”
The listing – by no means complete, but still the largest listof 1930s Waikiki Beach Boys I have seen anywhere – is as follows, in the orderit was written:
· Pua Kealoha
· Davd Kahanamoku
· Louis Kahanamoku
· Sergent Kahanamoku
· William Kahanamoku (whom Emily referredelsewhere as ‘Billy’)
· Sam Kahanamoku
· John Napahu
· John D. Kaupiko (who was married to Emily’s bestfriend, Helen)
· John Kauha
· Hiram Anahu
· William Keawemaha (nicknamed ‘Tough Bill’)
· ‘Steamboat’ Keawemaha
· Paul Tsang
· John Liu
· Chick Daniel
· Jeremiah Lima
· Joseph Guerrero
· Tony Guererrero
· George Harris
· Ilima
· Abe Umiamaka
· Louis Rutherford
“For many years,” Emily’s niece Karen wrote, “my aunt wrote anewsy column in the Honolulu Advertiser in the ‘30s and ‘40s called ‘BeachwalkGirl.’ She often sent my mother columns which she thought my mother would enjoy– not all the columns for sure as I believe they were a daily item – perhapsonly weekly, but we have a fat scrapbook full of the daily happenings in theneighborhood. My aunt lived on Seaside Avenue and Kuhio so was in the middle of theaction!
“… perhaps the list will be of some use in your ongoingresearch. Thank you, Karen and Emily.”
One of the few surf-related innovations and inventions of the1930s that cannot be attributed to Tom Blake is the invention of the surf ski,normally credited to Dr. G.A. “Saxon” Crackanthrope, a stalwart of the ManlyClub, N.S.W., Australia,circa 1930. Dissatisfaction with his ability to ride a surfboard and thepossible influence of surf canoes led to Crakanthorpe’s development of the surfski.
The original design was 8 foot x 28 inches x 6 inches thickwith 12 inches of tail lift, solid cedar planks and a double bladed paddle andfootstraps.
Other claims to the invention of the surf ski include: BillLangford at Maroubra, pre-
World War II; a 1934design recalled by Denis Green of oil impregnated canvas stretched over atimber frame, again at Maroubra;
a type of ski used by two brothers at Port Macquarie N.S.W. on their oysterleases, and occasionally in the surf around 1930;
and a “first appearance on Newcastle beaches during the twenties, and came toDeewhy about 1932;”
as well as 1933, Jack Toyer of Cronulla.
Despite the competing claims, it was Saxon Crackanthrope whowas the one to register and received the patent for the surf ski.
Another form of surf craft invented in Australia in the 1930s was theinflatable “Surf-o-Plane.” It was invented by a Sydney doctor in 1933, Dr Ernest Smithers ofBronte, N.S.W., who worked for eight years to develop it. A prone craft made ofan inflated molded rubber, it was an immediate success. Apart from the ease ofpaddling and wave catching due to the buoyancy, danger to the rider and otherbathers was minimal. For this reason they were accepted in general bodysurfingareas, whereas wooden prone boards were limited to designated boardridingzones.
On a side note, an article entitled “Making Money at the Beach,”published in
Popular Mechanics, July 1934, Volume 62 No. 1, pages 115 –117, gave plans and specifications for making a solid wood “Bellyboard.”
We now leave a general look at the mid-1930s and focus, again,on the surfers of the time…
Long BeachPress-Telegram, “Surf-Riding Now Popular Sport,” May 14, 1934.
Long BeachPress-Telegram, “Thrilling Sport of Riding Surf Easy to Master,”September 13. 1936.
Long BeachPress-Telegram, “Woman, Hurt by Surfboard July 5, Dies of Injury:Fatality First of Kind Ever Recorded in History of Beach,” July 14, 1937.
Long BeachPress-Telegram, “States’ Celebrants Take to Surfboards, August 8, 1938.
Long Beach Press-Telegram, “Dozen Clubs in SurfContests,” November 14, 1938.
Long Beach Press-Telegram, “Dozen Clubs in SurfContests,” November 14, 1938.
Long Beach Press-Telegram, “Surfriders WatchedBy Big Crowd,” December 12, 1938.
Long Beach Press-Telegram, “Surf Event Is WonBy Hermosians,” December 4, 1939. This was the contest Tarzan had originallywon entry to but had been initially denied. It would appear that he managed tobe sent, after all, along with A.C. Spohler and Jack May. See chapter onTarzan.