Freerider Fred alias "cookie monster' and obsessive chocolate chip cookie muncher and snowboarder... dedicated to the pure white rush. He enjoys charging the steep stuff and trailing huge rollercoasters... constantly on the move searching for virgin powder. Presently he is planning his next expedition to Mongolia to freeride the highest peak... His favourite wet dream : "a long ass winter"His favourite choc chip cookie : "his grannies" In order to achieve genuine lasting enlightenment, always attire your earthly body in righteous threads. True Nirvana can only be attained inside the tube, riding the rail, or boarding the white slopes - one must forsake the self and transcend time and space, becoming one with the forces of mother nature. Within this paradigm, there invariably emerges a paradoxical and noble recognition of the deeper intentions of our existence. Never lose the soul in chasing a good swell. Get connected... expand time... keep it simple. Give your love to others, they will become your brothers. Swanky never skanky... support the Lizzard revolution. Freerider Fred alias "cookie monster' and obsessive chocolate chip cookie muncher and snowboarder... dedicated to the pure white rush. He enjoys charging the steep stuff and trailing huge rollercoasters... constantly on the move searching for virgin powder. Presently he is planning his next expedition to Mongolia to freeride the highest peak... His favourite wet dream : "a long ass winter"His favourite choc chip cookie : "his grannies" Our master soul surfer, a revolutionary bronzed psychotic supreme being. Paddling into 50 ft close outs backside with no leash is what drives this phenom. A true waterman and legend is an understatement... If he is in your heat... shame for you !!! Crikey mate...what a fella !! Aussie Jim is one helluva rippa. Turning pro at 5 he's in his element when exploring wild Oz with his Sheila and trusty dingo, performing cutties all over the gold coast there are no worries as the endless summer is always in his heart !!! Ah saw... to contain ones inner composure at a time of heightened emotion is to prevail in the face of danger. A self control beyond belief, our inhouse martial arts master is king of the deadly dojo. Rights and lefts he'll nail both with a style and grace only ever seen by "the dragon". The side-walk saviour is the prophet of the pavement, the high priest of the frontside 360, going where mere mortals fear to tread.... Barfing in the face of danger, and anointing the asphalt with his wheels and his skull. Swathed only by his band aids and truth and the perfect hadrail. To see him in action is awesome but to follow in his footsteps and go really, really fast downhill without wiping out is beyond mortals. One Love... in da jammin style of Bob and other freedom fighters Raszta is in da endless pursuit of Babylon. With da free spirit and being a mother nature lover his time is consumed by maxing backdoor reef barrels and lazy days chillin on dem remote carrabean islands soaking up da love. Cruising the east coast, Chuck checks out all surfbreaks while roadtrippin with his favourite posse. This master of the carpark braai and early dawnie is a fancy goofy footer that will tear apart any reef or beachbreak. Like a 14 year old russian tennis champ this dude will scream and grunt you onto any size wave or mountain drop in. Sitting in the channel or deep in the forest Screamo will push you beyond your wildest expectations... For the ride of your life !!! Scribble dibble dabble on the microphone I babble.... Bringing da house down in a lyrical gangsta style... East vs West I ain't scared, breaking it down all I need is my Lizzard threads.... "Word" The modern amphibian, a supreme being has attained surf Nirvana, soul surfer, wave wizard extroadinaire, and a true mobile surfing unit. The ocean is his life, he is connected, locked into a deep spiritual quest for the ultimate wave. He is the ultimate wave machine, with a built in wave navigational system, a tail for speed, well webbed feet for balance. When in the tube, he reaches an orgasmic state which leaves him prone to bouts of amnesia. He surfs both lefts and rights frontside with consummate ease, he is switch foot magic. His motto is 'surf or die'He wants to create a surf sanctuary in a remote part of the indian ocean, for those true soul surfers of our planet. Asleep on their desks, the other school kids dream, or cook up new ways to scheme, of how to bunk another day but on this chair his butt will stay. Cause the only board that holds his attention is in the room where the surfers spend detention. Instead of slapping on the sunday suncream, he's practicing his next move (for the chess team) He is not interested in how his hair looks, with his nose buried in his school books. So next time you're out surfing and getting wet, spare a thaught for the teachers pet. He can't surf and he can't skate but his science and maths are freakin great.