Simon Anderson goes to Trestles.

In 1981 Jeff Divine took a photograph of Simon Anderson getting out of the water at lower Trestles after surfing his 3 fin thruster design for the first time in the USA.
Its such an iconic image I have long wanted to pay homage to Jeff, Simon and Gary McNabb of Nectar surfboards who belatedly adopted the license for the design in the US and re-create the historic image.
I can remember the by-line in the magazine saying something like "a curious American inspects Simon Anderson's new 3 fin thruster design".

My first task was to secure (and preserve) a US built Simon Anderson model from 1981.
My friend James came good last last year and I'm now able to share with you my Nectar, Simon Anderson 3 fin thruster design from 1981. Big wide square tail, subtle single hips, lots of foam through the middle. The board measures, 6'3" length, XX nose, XX wide point, XX tail by XX thick. Ironically the board came to me with a smaller centre fin, which goes against the definition of a thruster, which is a board with 3 fins of equal size.

Nice white pigment coat all over.

La Jolla Surf Systems. This board was San Diego born and bred.
Star Fin system centre fin box. Not adjustable and hard to find.
Wide tail with soft single flyers.

With some time to spare on a wednesday and a nice little swell on its way I loaded up the truck and pointed it north towards San Clemente.
With the sun out and my destination in sight the truck started spluttering and died by the side of the road on the 5, right on the bridge over the Trestles lagoon. 

Time to start walking
Dont go anywhere you two
So close but so far.
Blue Bird stuck on the bridge
I climbed the hill and found a hole in the fence that protects the Camp Pendleton Army base. 
I wandered around till I found a gas station. (So much for National Security). 
I didn't have a petrol can, but a nice young solider in uniform helped me out with one.

Thank you soldier, as you were.
I climbed back down the hill, through a different hole in the fence, juiced up the truck and made it to the Trestles car park.

The walk to down to Trestles is always interesting.
You get to see some interesting folk.
And read some interesting philosophy.

the moss covered boulders are a great way to ding a 30 year old surfboard

I got a few rights

and I got a few lefts.

and the board went just as you would expect. 
Pretty much the same as very other 3 fined board made since 1981

I was pretty stoked because I got my picture in honor of Simon, standing right on the same spot as he was in in 1981. 
My 'curious American' wasn't so curious. 
Judging by his expression every board he had seen in his entire life time had at least 3 fins.


  1. Ha, yeah, I’ve done the same…ran out of gas in my Ford Explorer Sport-Trac at Basilone, walked to the Marine check-point (After 9/11, with a pony-tail, earring, and a bum-bag over my shoulder), waited for “salutes” to some “heavies” who were coming-in (power-shift-change), and the nice young-man with the fully-loaded, chambered- M16 let Me In…AND told Me, in meters, how to get to the Post-Exchange…30 minutes and $30 later, I came back through with a gas-can full of 5-gals of Big Oil’s finest, 4 ice-cold Gatorades (he/they declined; even unopened, they *could* be poisoned), a pack of smokes (cheaper than “outside”), and a pack of beef-jerky (which I was *not* sharing with *Anybody*). I don’t recall the Surf; I just kinda’ tripped on the diff-lives/-perspectives…somehow, I think, We both kinda’ bowed our heads to unconventional convention…TT

  2. Soldier is Army...Marine is Marine!

  3. Ha ha, love the picture. The expression on the kid's face is priceless.