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in the old North Curl Curl SLSC club house on Sydney's northern beaches, 1970s. Olympus OM1 OM Zuiko 28mm f3.5 Kodak Tri-X in D76 1+1
Shoes: SLSC :: Simple Black Boots
Ruff: SLSC :: Ruff Set Flamboyant :: Neck :: Med
SLSC :: Ruff Set Flamboyant :: Petit :: Angled Fluff Back
SLSC :: Ruff Set Flamboyant :: Petit :: Double Angled Squooshed
SLSC :: Peasant Leather Vest :: SLSC Logo!
Hair: BP* braid head band
Eyes: [IC-eyes] Ienex Eyes :: Bright
Skin: [IC-skins] Nikki Theatrical makeup
Eyebrows: [IC] Bald Hair Base :: Blackfriars Maria Tweak
Shape: SLSC :: SR :: 12th Night :: Maria Shape
Outfit: ::: B@R ::: First Queen Chest Belt, Gloves, Orange L/R Upper Arm, Pants, Prims Skirt, Shirt, Shoulder L/R, Skirt
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Shoes: SLSC :: Simple Black Boots
Ruff: SLSC :: Ruff Set Flamboyant :: Neck :: Med
SLSC :: Ruff Set Flamboyant :: Petit :: Angled Fluff Back
SLSC :: Ruff Set Flamboyant :: Petit :: Double Angled Squooshed
SLSC :: Peasant Leather Vest :: SLSC Logo!
Hair: BP* braid head band
Eyes: [IC-eyes] Ienex Eyes :: Bright
Skin: [IC-skins] Nikki Theatrical makeup
Eyebrows: [IC] Bald Hair Base :: Blackfriars Maria Tweak
Shape: SLSC :: SR :: 12th Night :: Maria Shape
Outfit: ::: B@R ::: First Queen Chest Belt, Gloves, Orange L/R Upper Arm, Pants, Prims Skirt, Shirt, Shoulder L/R, Skirt
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32 Palm Beach (Qld) SLSC training Indonesians in swimming, Kartika Plaza, Kuta Beach, Bali, Indonesia. September 1977
Each morning before training Sudiasar took us through a workout. Sudiasar was a member of Waja SLSC and ex-army. The man resembled a pocket sized Greek god and had the mental discipline of a samurai. The workout had strong military overtones and except for the surf swim was probably what Indonesian soldiers did before breakfast. There were star jumps, pushups, sit-ups and so on. We ran along the beach "To the green wood" (a large tamarind tree, Tamarindus indica, about 500 m to the south of the surf club) and back. The Waja members were good runners but we had the advantage having just finished the Rugby League season. We were fit and fast and they could not match us. So far so good.
Having finished the run it was time for the surf race. We assumed on the first day of training that all the trainees could swim competently. Surprise, surprise -- some could not swim at all. We found this out when they started disappearing below water. The first surf race turned into a mass rescue. It seems that it would have been poor form to inform us that they could not swim and even poorer form not to attempt the swim when instructed. I was staggered. For the sake of adat, customary politeness, some of our trainees were willing to risk drowning. We learned to question everybody carefully before asking them to attempt new things after that.
This mass rescue was definitely the oddest I've participated in. Though struggling in the water nobody was panicking. I Gde Barata shrugged the affair off with "They are swimming by nature". True, they were -- and trying quite bravely. We still may have lost some as those needing rescue outnumbered the rescuers. I silently thanked God that my tall parents and grandparents had given me 6'4" of height. I was able to stand in deep water with four recuperating Indonesians holding my arms and shoulders and still keep my nose above water. With passengers secured I slowly walked back to shore, pushing against the water as I walked like a deep-sea diver. The other Palm Beach guys were pulling people out of the water in any manner they could and all without the aid of rescue equipment. A most unorthodox rescue -- and not one man among the rescued showed signs of fear.
With it quite obvious that some of our trainees were not able to swim we added swimming lessons to the already packed agenda. I Gde Barata pulled a few strings with the owner of the one and only swimming pool in a day's march and so rather than surf swimming Guri (Gookie) Lluka and some of the Waja members taught the non swimmers how to swim each morning. They learned pool swimming quickly, but were not proficient in the surf. All these trainees earned a Resuscitation Certificate however as they all demonstrated CPR proficiency.
Shoes: SLSC :: Simple Black Boots
Ruff: SLSC :: Ruff Set Flamboyant :: Neck :: Med
SLSC :: Ruff Set Flamboyant :: Petit :: Angled Fluff Back
SLSC :: Ruff Set Flamboyant :: Petit :: Double Angled Squooshed
SLSC :: Peasant Leather Vest :: SLSC Logo!
Hair: BP* braid head band
Eyes: [IC-eyes] Ienex Eyes :: Bright
Skin: [IC-skins] Nikki Theatrical makeup
Eyebrows: [IC] Bald Hair Base :: Blackfriars Maria Tweak
Shape: SLSC :: SR :: 12th Night :: Maria Shape
Outfit: ::: B@R ::: First Queen Chest Belt, Gloves, Orange L/R Upper Arm, Pants, Prims Skirt, Shirt, Shoulder L/R, Skirt
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Suicide Centerfolds Model: Eowyn Silverstein
Set: The Field
Photography By: Voltaire Serpente
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Silver Lake Ski Club
Fenton, MI
June 14, 2016
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Suicide Centerfolds Model: Elmo Zeplin
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Noosa Main Beach, Queensland.
Winner Best Surf Club QLD 2013
'The first steps in the history of the Noosa Heads SLSC occurred on April 1, 1928 when Alexandra Headlands Club visited Tewantin and "the Heads" to give a display for local men. And so began the "Cooroy Royal Life and Surf Club". A public meeting was held on 9th April 1928 at Cooroy and on April 30 the name was changed to Noosa Heads Royal Life and Surf Club. In December 1928 thirteen members gained their Royal Life Saving Society Still Water and Surf Bronze, thus qualifying to patrol the beach.
In 1929 a club House was placed on the beach and in May 1931 the name was changed to Noosa Life Saving and Surf Club. Since then the club has continued to patrol the beach with the proud record of no lives lost on Noosa Beach while lifesavers were on patrol.
In the 2008/2009 season the club underwent a major refurbishment. We are now very proud to have a clubhouse rated as one of the finest on the Sunshine Coast with "the best seat on the beach". '
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The old building has been demolished to make way for a brand-new, state-of-the-art building.
Suicide Centerfolds Model: Mai Cisse
Set: I Rock
Photography By: Mai Cisse
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Suicide Centerfolds Model: Elmo Zeplin
Set: Tank Girl
Photography By: Voltaire Serpente
Location: Build Set By: Voltaire Serpente
Sunday morning is not time for a crappy Pub League football game. On sunday morning, we all meet on the beach for our weekly SLSC : swimming, rowing and paddling.
All kind of boards, all kind of ages (from 5 years old to no limit years old) in the same sea.
I wish we had such clubs on Atlantic ocean.
Dimanche matin, on oublie Téléfoot. On prend notre plus beau maillot de bain, le bonnet avec l'elastique sous le menton et on court tous à la baille. a partir de 5 ans et jusqu'à tant qu'on peut (et certains peuvent longtemps), avec ou sans planche, ce matin, c'est donc Club SNSM.
Selon la plage, on peut se retrouver à quelques centaines (Cronulla, pépinière de sauveteurs en mer) et on rame sans fin.
Plus qu'à monter un club à Plouharnel l'année prochaine (bien mieux que le hand ou le karaté, je promets).
Suicide Centerfolds Model: Mai Cisse
Set: I Rock
Photography By: Mai Cisse
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Suicide Centerfolds Model: Eowyn Silverstein
Set: The Field
Photography By: Voltaire Serpente
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Suicide Centerfolds Model: Elmo Zeplin
Set: Tank Girl
Photography By: Voltaire Serpente
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Coming Soon to The Silver Lake Park.
A 2014 Silver Lake Ski Club Production
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Suicide Centerfolds Model: Elmo Zeplin
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Tamarama, yesterday they said it had overtaken point piper as Sydney's most expensive suburb….. only on default though! Point Piper had sold less than 10 properties so they were unable to have a median price.
Can always dream to live in either suburb!
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29 Palm Beach (Qld) SLSC training Indonesians in First Aid, Waja SLSC, Kuta Beach, Bali, Indonesia. September 1977.
The bearded Trevor (TBone) Bone was the team first aid instructor. TBone was our swashbuckling, global circumnavigating, man-of-the-world, and glittering-eyed pirate. He was man who simply exuded confidence and competence and would have been at ease in social settings involving head-hunting cannibals, European aristocracy, Maoist guerillas, Tibetan Lamas or anyone else for that matter -- provided that they served a decent rum. TBone was a man for all seasons. Nothing alarmed him, nobody frightened him, no circumstance could unnerve him, his composure was unshakable and he was always relaxed. TBone was the most resourceful and adaptable man I have ever met. He could have taught Ernest Shackleton the arts of survival and team encouragement. How will I navigate a yacht from Port Moresby to Mozambique? I'll tech myself to use a sextant and plot a course. How do you avoid being attacked by a crocodile while camping at a billabong? What's the best way to survive a tropical cyclone? How would you lift a tonne of marble bath out of a historical home? How when managing a yatch club do you deal with staff who overindulge in betel nut? Which London venues were most likely to feature Acker Bilk and his clarinet and could you introduce me to him please? TBone had the answers to these questions and many more.
Unsurprisingly he easily communicated with the trainees, imparting his knowlege and confidence. TBone and Gil Graham were quite a dynamic duo, with Gil's expansive entrepreneurialism and TBone's steady resourcefulness being a good foundation for any venture.
Our trainees were a diverse crew drawn from all walks of life and from across Indonesia. Michael, the curly haired man on the right was from Timor. The slim young man was the disco king of Kuta. He ruled the dance floor at the only nightclub in town, 'Doggies', inventively named for the two huge statues of dogs at its entrance. I wish I could recall his name. He attempted to teach me the 'Bus Stop', but may as well have attempted the 'Tangle-footed Pangolin' for all that I learned. He did try though. One local actually did bring a pangolin into Doggies. John (Goanna) Mackay took one look at the armoured creature hanging by its prehensile tail and said "It's an armadillo!" If so it was the world's only tree climbing armadillo and it was on holidays from the Americas. The local man saw my skeptical expression and asked "What is this in your language?" Not wanting a taxonomic argument with Goanna I laughed and responded, "Mate, if this bloke says that it's an armadillo, then it's an armadillo."
35 Palm Beach (Qld) SLSC training Indonesians in swimming, Kartika Plaza, Kuta Beach, Bali, Indonesia. September 1977.
Guri (Gookie) Lluka developed a special bond with the trainees. Gookie was a big Albanian Australian with the build of a wrestler. Barry Magnus informed the Indonesians that the barrel chested Gookie was 'Mr Buddha'. This delighted them and rather than try getting their tongues around 'Guri' or 'Gookie' they happily addressed Gookie as 'Mr Buddha'. Gookie had been called worse so he took the name in his stride. For the smooth-skinned Indonesians the most spectacular thing about Gookie was not his bearlike physique, but rather the thick pelt of hair that covered his body. Well, most of his body. Gookie's scalp was showing more skin than hair. We told the trainees that the hair had migrated from his head to his body -- which amused them greatly. It amused them even more when we continually told Gookie it was time he took off his gorilla suit. Gookie of course responded with his usual tirade of feigned outrage, which initially baffled the Indonesians, but soon delighted them when they understood the game.
Gookie's patience was endless and his humour unfailing. While both came to him naturally, putting in over twenty years behind the wheel of a taxi battling traffic and helping passengers solve often-bizarre problems had certainly given him a unique approach to people. Gookie was loud, cheerful and extremely cheeky. His language was larrikin Australian and if the had no idea what "Up periscope!", "Krakatoa! The island's sinking!" or "Hey, Johnno! What does it mean if you've got sore murgatroids?" actually meant, the context of the question, statement or instruction was clear.
Gookie always has had a way with words. When teaching his pupils resuscitation Gookie told them that when inflating a patient's lungs it was bad if "You hear a sound like a volcano rumble in his guts". This meant that they were inflating the stomach rather than the lungs. On one occasion Gookie spied a pony drawn cab in Denpasar. He therefore decided to climb up into the sulky and make the acquaintance of a brother taxi driver. The man's eyes were as wide as dinner plates as he found his cab invaded by a large, grinning, hairy man wearing a black fez and looking much like a mischievous Ottoman Turk. Gookie reassured his colleague by soothing him with a mantra of "Me taxi driver" even as he took the reins from the driver's hands. Whether the man understood that he was in the presence of a fellow cabbie or was just too scared to try ejecting a fez wearing colossus from his cab I don't know. The driver did looked relieved though when Gookie had finished familiarizing himself with a one horse power taxi and had alighted.
Suicide Centerfolds Model: Eowyn Silverstein
Set: The Field
Photography By: Voltaire Serpente
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