Much like rockstars have other names and personas (The Edge, Slim Shady, Lady Gaga), so do these guys. The guy on the left is called Chief and the guy on the right is The Admiral; he used to be called the General, but upgraded. Two years ago they embarked on a 26 destination Pacific Surf Odyssey (they only made it to two). The t-shirts called it the "Search for the Biggest Kahuna Surf Tour." The forthcoming film documentary called them "insane, delusional, and mustachioed." These things were absolutely true about the tour: they drank Absynthe, they hula-hooped, they surfed double-overheads, and their wetsuits got mildewy and stank like the bottom of the sea. Even though there was a mortal shark attack last week on a California beach, these two continue to search for and ride epic waves (1-3 footers). Just yesterday, they realized a career dream of not only catching the same wave, but to reach out and clasp hands as they shredded in (seems easy, but actually quite difficult). Keep your eyes on this blog for the release of their documentary "Holding Hands in the Face of Wet Death."
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