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Hydrus Indestructible Boards

After getting to know Hydrus and their founder Jason Zawadzki (who hails from The Great Lakes, what what!) it’s clear their team is all about developing the exact tools we need to push the limits and find new opportunities to shred. We believe so much in their pursuit of developing the toughest surf boards on earth, we asked Jason himself to share with you exactly how Hydrus will impact the land locked surfing landscape. If you dig what he throwing down, head on over to their kick starter page, snag some epicly discounted Hydrus boards/gear, and help this dream become a reality! For more info on Hydrus and their current adventures in Idaho head on over to hydrusboardtech.com

Here we go! This is Hydrus Founder Jason Zawadzki with the deets:

We have recently had a few great articles that came out on Hydrus which spoke highly of our products, highlighting the durability and high-performance of our boards are and how unique and innovative this small company with giant aspirations is.  Here, I wanted to take the time to write more on the values of Hydrus, our vision, goals for the future and the people behind Hydrus who building something epic.   

Hydrus started out as a dream contrived by myself and my brother Nick.  We grew up in Michigan with water all around; but from middle childhood on we moved around from state to state almost always in the mountains or next to water.   I settled in Southern California where I met my wife, Lindsay, and started a family, we now have three wonderful, wild children.  Nick settled in Idaho, having two kids of his own.

Water has always been my sanctuary, and I know Nick feels the same.  So when I moved with my family to Idaho we all got into whitewater, downriver paddle boarding to fill the void created by the lack of surf.  Upon trashing a series of paddle boards in our first summer, we decided we could do better.  The initial idea was to build boards for ourselves that would be durable enough to run rapids yet shaped for performance up to our standards.   We grew up the son of a craftsmen, working with our hands from our earliest memories.  My friends tend to call me a perfectionist – but Nick takes perfectionism to a whole other level!  This tend to perfection led to a 4 year crash course in board manufacturing, but more importantly lead to leading edge innovation in boards across three sports!redfish-paddleboard-starshot

Initially, we were going to layer up fiberglass saturated with epoxy resin (conventional SUP construction) with the general idea of making it thick enough that it would withstand hard, rocky collisions. These extra thick fiberglass/epoxy boards were heavy and still too fragile, but our shapes were great, and we saw the potential.  Most importantly we realized that we loved what we were doing.   We were hooked on the idea of creating better boards, and the realization that we could share our inventions with the world motivated us.  We spent countless hours which turned into months and then years of testing every type of composite and construction technique that we had ever heard of being used to build Surfboards, Kayaks, Kiteboards or Paddle Boards.  Innegra, Kevlar, sandwich construction, resin infusion, different polymers, over a hundred different types of resins, adhesives, and core materials; including aerospace and military composites… the list goes on and on.   Ultimately, we pulled together all we had learned and ended up developing our very own construction formulations, Armalight Construction, with our latest breakthrough being our DuraBloc core material, which is a waterproof, heatproof, ultra-rigid core material that will replace the standard paddle board foam and all its inherent downfalls.  In the shaping bay, our policy is ‘Function First Shapes’, i.e. shape for performance, not aesthetics.

Every line, every rail, every bow and tail of every model, has a hydrodynamic theory behind it.  Each board design must do what it’s supposed to perform exceptionally well.    From the King DUB dominating whitewater river running to the SCUD Surf SUP slaying river waves and boat wakes to the all-water, Mad Max Elite Racer which is the culmination of all knowledge of speed on water, resulting in one of the fastest boards in the world.funshuisidewithshadow

Plans: First of all we are innovators, and we will never stop trying to make a difference in the world while impressing customers with better, and better boards.  We do not intend on being a mass sales type of company with inexpensive boards in every shop you visit.  This is simply not who we are, quality over quantity, hands down. Customer satisfaction is paramount to our internal performance metrics, not only in the boards they purchase but in every aspect of their dealings with us.

We have a white board in the shop with plain and simple guidelines for our day to day reference:

  • Offer value in everything we do, make, sell, or publish.
  • Offer an incredible experience with every interaction.
  • Respond quickly and with personality to every earnest request.
  • Include something extra (of value) in every package shipped

Spreading ourselves too thin and becoming reliant on volume is not conducive to this mission.  

We have a strong belief in, and appreciation for, companies that provide clinics and rent boards.   This service is the foundation of our sport.  I’d guess that first impressions of paddle boarding are made 90% of the time on a rental board.   In large part, dependent upon the quality of board being rented this impression can either bring a beginner back for more or turn them off completely.  If a rental board is severely underperforming and the beginning paddler doesn’t realize what is missing, his or her paddling days could be over before they even begin.

Retailers who provide on the spot demos, as well as paddling classes and clinics, provide a high value to the end customer.  Individuals that teach SUP Yoga or give paddling instruction no matter how big or small the operation also provide an excellent service.   We will support retailers, rental companies, and individual instructors that support our sport by providing an exceptional customer value.

The Hydrus FamAs well as Nick, myself and my wonderfully supportive wife, many others have been imperative to our success. Mikey, Jennifer, Josh and Gabe have done everything around here: shaping boards, spending countless hours in the sanding room, office work, on the phones with customers, developing websites. They have been here when the late nights turn into early mornings trying to get out orders, and the list goes on; Hydrus would not be what it is today without this team.

Every day Hydrus Board Tech seems more and more like a dream realized.  Providing exceptional value, continued innovation, and community support, an incredible and growing family of like minded paddlers, surfers and adventures.  It is our promise to never compromise on service or quality,  providing the best possible value in the industry.   These are the value on which we plan to continue building this dream and we invite all of you to join us!  1,000 true fans!!dsc_3333

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MyWake Video of the Year

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We are going big people! Instead of  staying low key and throwing out edits here and there, we decided to submit this mini film to the MyWake.com video of the year competition. This session features team rider Connor Burns and our Land Locked Surfing Founder Kirk Gagliardo having the time of their lives behind 2 brand new Nautique G23’s. After a few early morning sunrise sessions on Lake Pleasant, this film was beautifully crafted & edited by our Co-Founder Sarah Gagliardo.

If you have seen last years winning submission you already know we are up against incredibly steep competition, and the end of the day it is up to you to make this go viral. 33% of judging is based on how much everyone likes and shares video. Here is how only you can make this the 2016 MyWake Video of the Year!

1.) Watch & enjoy the video

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We have from now until September 25th to make this edit go as big as possible, so go as crazy as you want! The winner of the competition will be selected on October 4th and if we win we will be sure to keep you in the loop.

This project would not have been possible without the support of the Burns family, Wake Surf AZ, and Soulcraft Boarding. Thank you so much for making this possible!

Thank you so much for your love and support! Keep the stoke alive!

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Confessions of a Landlocked Surfer

Jacob Kelly Quinlan is river surfing. It’s hard to put into words the magnitude of positive impact he has on the river surfing community. Which is why we are honored to have him as a guest writer today! Prepare yourself for a man’s journey of how and why he does what he does. Want to follow Jacob’s river surfing escapades more closely? Go ahead and give him a follow on Instagram @jacob.kelly.surfs  Or check out his Personal Website  & Surf Anywhere where he is Director of Communications and Culture.

Confessions of a Landlocked Surfer
By Jacob Kelly Quinlan

Before I get started I just want to take a second to thank Kirk for all his hard work. I love following the @Land_Locked_Surfing Instagram feed. I often smile seeing the happiness that surfing brings to people living miles from the ocean. When he asked me to write something for Landlockedsurfing.com I was nervous, to say the least. I think his words were, “You are someone a lot of people look up to; think of this as a mini autobiography.” If I were to write an honest biography, I don’t think people wouldn’t look up to me much anymore but then again, perhaps we’re not so different.

My story probably isn’t much different from yours. The surf bug sunk bite me in warm, far off waters. It was a thrill like no other but strangely, it felt some how familiar. The ocean hugged me like the embrace of a loved one. Sure, the saltwater took some getting used to (or the rash on my nipples if you’re looking for the bloody details), but riding my first wave was as if the ocean was already inside me, like a favourite song. The act of surfing played the melody out loud.

Let’s back it up a bit. I grew up in small town Alberta. Not quite like chickens running around but plenty of white picket fences and friendly neighbors. I was raised with three brothers, a golden retriever and played hockey for 13 years of my maturing life. I earned good grades, hit Lake Louise or Fortress Mountain once or twice a year and did my best not to stand out too much. About as Canadian as Maple Syrup, eh? Then off to university I went. You know, get a degree, get a good job, raise a family… I had a good handle on how my life was going to work out.

Then surfing took over.

“I don’t know, I just want to get out of here.” That was my cousin Courtney telling me she was signing up for a work visa in Australia and I should go with her. I’m not sure if it was me who agreed or the Captain Morgan Spiced Rum but after some paperwork and 24 hours in a cushy airplane chair, I was in the land down under, feeling the ocean on my bare skin for the first time in my life. Within a week I was on a six-day Surf Safari with 20 or so best friend strangers sleeping on the beach and discovering this new musician named Jack Johnson. We learned about swell direction, tides and how wind affects waves. We told campfire stories and sang over the crackle of the fire. We laid awake under the stars too excited to sleep. Our days spent surfing, sunbathing and riding the bus to our next surf beach. Seconds seemed like hours. Every moment, a memory. To this day I feel deeply connected to that trip. To me it was a model of how I want to live each day.

We laid awake under the stars, too excited to sleep. We awoke at first light with the promise of new waves. The whole day was spent in water or on sand. Hours became seconds. Every moment, a memory.

However, the real story begins after returning to the Great White North. I’ve heard of culture shock before but trying to wear flipflops with board shorts in -20° Celsius weather is a whole different kind of shock. My first impulse was buying a 42″ Koa wood pintail longboard and styling out my sidewalk surfing. Bombing hills with the U of L Surf Club connected me with other recovering surf addicts. We watched every surf movie my dial up connection would let me download until my internet provider asked me to stop. I mimicked the motion of surfing on parking blocks, shopping carts, snow, four wheels, two wheels… My birth certificate may have said Calgary but my heart was still back in the sand.

So yeah, that whole life plan I had figured out? That faded about as quickly as my tan turned pale after returning from surfing one of my favorite salty breaks. All time and resources was spent on finding my way to Mexico, California, Costa Rica, Canada’s East and West Coast. I finished my degree and even went back to university for a second one. Summers and student loans allowed me to escape when needed but the one thing that kept pulling me back home was strong family roots and the support of my three brothers. No matter how much the ocean called, Calgary was still my home.

In between finals and tropical getaways, Jeff Brooks sent me a newspaper clipping of him surfing the Bow River. My surf buddy and Tofino roommate was pictured surfing a “wave” no taller than his ankles (click here to see the original article). When he explained the wave was stationary I was a little, let say… resistant. It’s funny now looking back on how stupid I thought the concept of river surfing was compared to ocean surfing. Regardless of my hesitations, I eventually caved and made the trip out to the Kananaskis with Jeff to surf the glacial fed waters of the Kananaskis River. I don’t know what it was about that day in late May 2006; The fresh smell of pine trees, the colour of the frigid water or the mountains rising out of the river valley right in front of my eyes. But when I stood up and surfed that day it was the exact same feeling I had in Australia. Only this time the wave I was surfing was right here at home.

It’s funny now looking back on how stupid I thought the concept of river surfing was compared to ocean surfing.

Surfing rivers began as training for the ocean. I had more wave time in a single session at the Kan than a week of ten second rides in Mexico. Neil Egsgard and the Alberta RSA crew took me exploring every Spring or any other chance of pioneering new waves. I found barreling river waves, head high river waves, and dynamic river waves that changed beneath my feet as I rode them. The best part; I didn’t have to get on a plane and face the lineups. These were world class and endless waves running 24 hours a day without a soul in sight. The only locals we ran into were some scary ass Canadian Geese. I think now less afraid of snakes after hearing those things hiss.

About five or six years in, Neil and I found ourselves boarding a ferry at the Horseshoe bay terminal. We weren’t on our way to Tofino like many other landlocked surfers before us. We were on our way back up the mainland to the Sunshine Coast. Our destination was a tidal rapid called Skookumchuck Narrows. Because the standing wave works with the tides we knew the exact time of day it was working, how long it would be surfable and the exact size of the face. If on the first day I heard about river surfing someone told me I would be driving 14 hours to surf a stationary wave I wouldn’t have been able to stop laughing in disbelief. But as I held the rail of the the BC Ferry and filled my lungs with in the ocean air, I realized I wasn’t travelling this far just to “train for the ocean ”. Those days were over. That was the day I realized I was a river surfer. I wasn’t done surfing ocean breaks but I knew my life would never be the same again.

That was the day I realized I was a river surfer. I wasn’t done surfing ocean breaks but I knew my life would never be the same again.

My addiction brought me to new waves.  Seeking out most of the major river wave communities in North America and even over to Europe to surf the birthplace of it all, Munich Germany’s Eisbach wave. Surf Anywhere was invited to speak at the Wave Building Forum (Forum Flusswellen). From there we continued on to tour Europe, surfing ten new waves, most of which were man-made using a variety of methods and materials. We were researching for our own wave building projects and I was out to find that feeling I had on the beaches of Australia’s east coast.

There are many differences and similarities between surfing an ocean wave and surfing a river wave. The thing I notice most is surfing requires a kind of silent focus. Rivers are loud and especially in the white water where waves are found. Your ears are filled with white noise of a raging river and with your surroundings are constantly changing your brain can’t move fast enough to rely on vision to process your environment. Taste and smell can’t really help you either so the completely relies on touch. Your feet planted firmly on the board beneath you, the river begins to wash away your body and everything that is carried with it. All your hopes and worries. All of the pains and pleasures of this world. You can’t see five seconds ahead of you or five years back. You are poured into the present moment and become one with the constantly changing river flowing under you at 30 cubic meters a second. For a brief moment you transcend to a medium that spreads across the entire globe. It is high in the sky, under the earth, and it courses through the veins of you and I. It only lasts for sublime moment but in that moment you are free.

Today I continue to fly and drive to find freedom and flow on river waves around the world. I help the landlocked pioneer new river waves and help them start efforts to build waves in the rivers of their hometowns. I teach beginners to the sport and spread a message of etiquette and safety. Above all, I work to preserve a culture that is unique to river surfing. One of respect and tradition.

So my confessions are these. I have dedicated my life to something that very few people in the world even know about. It has no promise of job security or retirement savings. As I type this my own tooth is wondering when I can afford to have it’s cavity filled. Too often I cut my grocery budget and live off butter pasta and apples to save for my next surf trip. I wrap myself in neoprene and drive to the mountains in in a snow storm to get another fix. I look around my home and don’t see it filled with expensive things. No garage stocked with toys and tools. Some say I’m chasing a dream or others think I need to grow up. Maybe they are right. But what they don’t get to see is a home filled with memories. Photos of life changing experiences that unlocked my deeper calling. Scars on my body from the times I pushed what I thought was possible. Wrinkles on my face, not from stress, but from way too much time on the cool water under the hot sun. Most of all, a list of 78 river waves I’ve surfed around the world and on my way to hitting 100 this year. A life of chasing surf is not one I recommend to most but I’m happy to know there are people out there reading this who hear it’s calling and that is what binds us together as one big landlocked family.

– Jacob Kelly Quinlan

Want to follow Jacob’s river surfing escapades more closely? Go ahead and give him a follow on Instagram @jacob.kelly.surfs  Or check out his websites JacobKellySurfs.com & SurfAnywhere.ca where he is Director of Communications and Culture.

Keep the Stoke Alive!
Kirk