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The Outrigger Canoe Club - an outsiders perspective


by Robbie Wilson

OUTRIGGER CANOE CLUB STATS:
  Founded in 1908 as a surf club by Alexander Ford the O.C.C. moved from Waikiki Beach to its present location close to Diamond Head in 1964.
   In November 1967, I was hired as a beach boy as a result of a chance encounter with the OCC Beach captain in the emergency room following a surf accident.
   Peter van Doren was general manager and Howdy Goss was in the running for club president. My first week of work I had met half my surfing idols; by months end I think I had covered the rest: Duke and Sargent Kahanamoku, George Downing, Joe Quigg, Joey Cabell, Ricky Grigg, Paul Strauch Jr., World Champions Fred Hemmings and Felipe Pomar.
 
Sergeant Kahanamoku (Duke's brother), 1967
   Beginning in Venice, California, 1958. At the age of 10, I had a 6 x 8 foot sanctuary called the surf room. A little space my dad built in the corner of our garage just down the street from Dewey Weber’s original shop on Pacific Ave.
Dewey Weber’s original business card
   The surf room was entirely walled in with it’s own door, bed and desk. I spent many hours lying there reading anything surf related (pre SURFER magazine) which consisted of books about Hawaiian history. On the wall, at the foot of the bed I tacked up a Hawaiian travel poster, a painting of George Downing, Buzzy Trent and Ricky Gregg coming down a mammoth Makaha point wave. These guys instantly transformed into my heroes and I vowed that someday I would follow in their footsteps eventually riding a wave like that. At the time … never did I think I would not only live in Hawaii but also ride a wave with George Downing coming down the face in front of me on a big day at Castles in May 1968. (see photo) By that time I had elevated to Beach Captain.
This is the story: The O.C.C. an outsider’s perspective
   My heroes all seemed down to earth, polite, compassionate and deadly serious about caring for, paddling over, and… riding inside huge cavernous waves. Thus my introduction to the definition of ALOHA which in my opinion was and is the foundation of the O.C.C. although with it, I was witness to political juggling, family feuds etc. I was the fly on the wall.
   I spent the first landing on the moon sitting at the bar watching it unfold. I witnessed the first flight of a 747 from my beach captain’s perch from the Outrigger beach. Retrieved the bodies of two free divers, trapped under the reef for two days, from Old Man’s and consoling the relatives waiting on the beach. After that, Peter van Doren allowed me to go to the club’s bar for two straight shots of Johnny Walker Black. Thank you Peter I needed that.
   My employment at the OCC didn’t come without its perks. We had free lunch everyday. The menu never varied. EVER. It was Tripe stew but … I was tight with the beach snack bar crew and that’s all I gotta say about that (except the burgers and fries never tasted so good).
   Eventually, I moved on but still lived a five-minute walk down the beach at Dad and Lily Center’s apartments and witnessed two generations come of age within the confines of the club. Although I could not enter the dining area being a non member I was always welcome to hang at the beach, talk story, paddle canoes, secure my Hobie Cat to a club mooring ball (photo: Dick Metz, me and Dana Moss) and surf with club members. The babies I met when only a few weeks old were fast becoming boys and girls, they were the sons and daughters of club members who had befriended me. If you see someone on a daily basis for several years you become friends, …pranksters with the younger crowd, dinner guest with the parents and surf buddies with both and eventually dated some. Krissy Muller and I had a good friendship for many years.
 
Castles surf, Oahu, May 1968
 The core of my experience, aside from obvious admiration for the famous was the unknown watermen, pioneers in and out of the water. Dick Metz, George’s son Keone Downing, Tommy Holmes, Mike Holmes, Henry Ahu, Joe Quigg (a major influence as a kid), Aka Hemmings to name a few. Dick was and is to this day, one of two men whom I chose to emulate. The other is Bud Hedrick. Dick was the one who plucked me off the beach captain’s chair and tapped me for manager of Hobie Hawaii.
 
Hobie Ad - Robbie Wilson, Sunset Beach,1969 
 
Downing surfboard, May 2015
   Keone and I rekindled a lost relationship about a year ago after 45 years and just sent me a new board a couple days ago. Hey… the guy not only is the son of my first surf hero but also won the EDDIE in 1996. Now it’s two heroes in one family.
   Tommy Holmes tagged me to paddle a 2-man canoe with him surfing huge Castle Surf. I was always the guinea pig to test something that had never been attempted. Looking back on it, I guess it was a big ATTA BOY in my quiver. Mickey Munoz picked me for something similar only it was Sunset Beach and a 14-foot Hobie Cat.
Left to right: Aka Hemmings, Tommy Holmes, Mike Holmes
   Keep in mind all this was a result of being the fly on the wall working for the OCC.
   Joe Quigg: Surfboards by Joe Quigg, one of the original surfboard shops in Southern California in the late 1950’s. Joe was a master of outrigger canoe design and construction passing his know how on to my best friend and successor as beach captain, Wayne Faulkner.
   Aka Hemmings: brother of Fred who I watched grow into manhood becoming an outstanding waterman in his own right. Aka went thru heavy drug addiction coming out the other side clean and sober to become an example of a true Hawaiian living on a remote out island.
   Howdy Goss: club president 1968. Like Paul Strauch Jr., Howdy was such a gem. Easygoing, successful businessman, generous with never a negative thing to say. After Dick Metz hired me to manage Hobie Hawaii he sold the business to Howdy and became my new boss. Lucky me.
   I'm trying to follow Howdy’s lead as I write this but for the sake of adding a little humor to my story I’m compelled to mention Howdy’s successor as OCC president, Tommy Thomas. The opposite of Howdy, Tommy was insincere as a person becoming bullish after being elected club president. He lived next door to the club at the Colony Surf on or about the 9th floor overlooking the club beach. He had his binoculars fixed on the club most mornings. At my disposal and thus my responsibility was the club’s Boston Whaler. A powerful expensive rescue tool that had a top speed of maybe 40 knots on a flat day with glassy conditions. She was my baby and I maintained her as though she were mine.
   During a busy, hot holiday weekend Old Man’s, the surf spot directly in front of the club was raging at double overhead. A couple of Hobie Cats were out with inexperienced crew and were about to get slammed broadside as the cat was in irons, dead in the water. Tommy comes running to the beach captain station huffing and puffing. Yelling at me to rescue them. It was obvious that would be futile and most likely put the whaler, the beach boy working under me and myself in harms way. Personally I loved that kind of challenge, that kind of situation was fun, something to get the adrenaline pumping but to attempt something doomed to fail in front of a packed beach of club members, members whose club dues paid my salary and the $40,000 for the whaler was something I was not going to risk. I flat out refused. Tommy was beside himself sweating with rage. He got in my face, pointed out to sea and screamed “get out there or don’t bother showing up for work tomorrow”. I believe I smiled and said simply “O.K.”
   I’ll skip the rescue attempt and describe the results as follows:
Realizing there was no way I would make it over the crests of a clean up set I turned the boat around, put the pedal to the metal in the attempt to surf us back to safety. Next thing I remembered I was swimming to the surface. On my ascent I heard a loud whining. When I hit the surface I saw the poor whaler sitting upside down atop a reef with the outboard screaming at full RPM. I remember chuckling and shaking my head. Thankfully half the beach heard the verbal exchange between Tommy and I putting me in the clear.
Dick Metz, Robbie Wilson, and Dana Moss 1968
   Kimo McVay: what a personality. He would give you the shirt off his back if he liked you. One time he loaned me his Rolls Royce to pick up a rock star on the north shore and drive him to the H.I.C. (now named the Blaisdell arena) for a performance. Kimo owned DUKES located in the International Market Place in Waikiki. He owned the brand name DUKE KAHANAMOKU and managed the most popular Hawaiian entertainer at the time, Don Ho, who played in Dukes most nights during the summer months. One evening Kimo put my dad, Hobie Alter and me together for an unforgettable evening at the his club for a wild night with Don Ho and Nancy Sinatra. As the transition from long boards to shorter quivers was in full bloom worldwide, Hobie was at a crossroads. Now considered old school, his boards were losing respect resulting in a significant down turn in sales. Kimo struck a deal with Hobie Hawaii. Put north shore shapers Ryan Dotson, Don Copland and I think Barry Kanaiaupuni (before going with Lightning Bolt if memory serves correct), together making short boards under the Duke’s name and I sold them in the Hobie shop. Kimo was always advising me in a fatherly way and I will always have a soft spot in his memory.
Duke’s: Don Ho and Nancy Sinatra, 1967
   Sure the O.C.C had a bad apple or two and carried a daily load of drama but so what. It’s human nature.
   All the wonderful folks I met, Bob and Sue Moore come to mind, I was surrounded with outstanding watermen and women daily, learning from them the meaning of ALOHA. My mantra was to always surround myself with people who know more, do better than and see more clearly than I did and The Outrigger Canoe Club provided me that in spades.
Hobie shop, 1969
by Robbie Wilson, May 2015

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Now on Display Through June 15, 2015

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SHACC takes a journey through time with innovators and trendsetters who challenged the status quo and left their mark in women's surfing.
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Monthly Group Ukulele Lessons At SHACC!

Here's the group from our first gathering, it was a blast! Photo: Linda Michael
Monthly Lessons Every Third Tuesday of the Month
Next Meeting is next month - Tuesday, May 19!
The Ukulele is a fun, traditional Hawaiian instrument that sings in the key of aloha. SHACC is pleased to announce that we are now offering our members monthly group ukulele lessons for just $8 per session.
Non-members can join SHACC online at: http://store.surfingheritage.org/membership.asp to be eligible to participate, or may sign up for membership onsite prior to class.
Lessons will take place on the third Tuesday of each month from 7:00 - 9:00 pm beginning February 17. Classes will be instructed by Lincoln Kaio. Lincoln was born and raised in Laie, Oahu and is the brother of accomplished Hawaiian surfer, Kealoha Kaio. A colorful, talented and fun-loving man, Lincoln enjoys sharing Hawai'i's traditional music through his ukulele classes. His ukulele group, ULU, has been entertaining at events and parties throughout Southern California for years.
Lincoln is also the hula musician for Halau O Lilinoe/Na Pua Me Ke Aloha, a halau (Hawaiian hula dance studio) started by his wife, Sissy Kaio, in 1980. Their hula group performs annually at the prestigious Merrie Monarch Festival on the island of Hawai'i, where they have garnered numerous awards. 
Dust off your ukulele... or go out and buy one, and start learning to play this popular stringed instrument. Invite your friends...and together you can look forward to a fun and entertaining musical experience each month at SHACC. For more information, call 949-388-0313.  

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Digital Watermarking of our images – Public Notice

As part of our commitment to protecting our image donors, the Surfing Heritage Foundation has begun using digital watermarking on ALL of our images, including those images seen on our website. This watermark is not visible to the eye, but is easily seen by many computer programs such at Photoshop and other image editing programs. In addition, we have also purchased a “watermark spider” that crawls the Internet specifically looking for any images that contain our SHF watermark. The Surfing Heritage Foundation is prepared to take the appropriate action should we find any illegal or unlicensed usage of images from our files.