The Handplane Hoedown. Wow. It was like, dudes and chicks just rippin’ with their HANDS!!!!
Getting amped for the event, my bro and I found some shitty wood so we could shape our own handplanes. Went to Home Depot and spent way too much money on tools, only to find out our office had the same tools we just bought. We didn’t let that bum us out though. We drew some templates (freehand style) and then proceeded to figure out how/what/if/when/where we could make these things work. After Googling “Handplanes” we had a better idea of what we had to do. We spent several hours of sneaking away from our day jobs to cut, plane, sand and stain our handplanes until they were finished. Adam got saw dust in his office. I got saw dust in my face.
On the day of the event I slept in the car. Adam drove. We got there and it was stoke city. Yewwwwww Dawwwwgggyyyy. Barrels, people getting smashed up on the beach, big drops, little drops, chests out and water up the nose. The lifeguard even turned into a dolphin. It was awesome. No one fighting for waves. Everyone was getting awesome rides and having an old fashioned good time – A true Hoedown, Handplane style. It was definitely one of the best times of my life…until I got stung by a bee UNDER my wetsuit, which resulted in a foot swollen to the size of a watermelon. What the fuuuu???
Oh yea, and the Australian chick that works at the food shack is super hot.
Words by Andy Bananas. Photos by Adam Reynolds.
Special thanks to Glenn Sakamoto for the invite. Looking forward to the next Hoedown.