Young, Free, Alright! presented by Arnette is all about recognising, showcasing and encouraging young creative talent in and around Australian surfing. Every so often we grab a few of our featured legends, throw them in some dirty cars with a couple of surfers and drive away from the city for a weekend, hoping for waves and good vibes. This was Weekender III.
Spenny Frost captures the vibe in motion of the Young, Free, Alright! Weekender III from land, ocean and sky.
A handful of young beatniks, photographers, a filmer, some surfers. Three modest cabin blocks haphazardly placed amongst long grass and gravel. 8 boxes of sugary cereal. And a weekend of looking for waves.
The cabin stovetop was being splashed with coffee sputtering from the moka pot. Dark turned to morning, and those who were up made Nutri Grain and shuffled around in sleeping bags like a band of giant slugs.
Jake Sylvester arrived in the middle of the night. At dawn he was there, from out of the nowhere that so many things appear, with his Newy power at full charge
Jake Sylvester – campground moods.
Kalani Ball, projection and control.
This is Kalani Ball. Kalani is from Stanwell Park. Kalani speaks with an intonation that is hard to work out if he's being positive or negative, like Christopher Walken. Say hi Kalani. Cheers Kalani.
Jackson Baker boosts into the dusk.
"You know," someone thought aloud by the campfire, "If you could wrap Newcastle up and work it into a human, it'd be Jacko Baker."
Jake Vincent from the Sunshine Coast, can jump, can wax a surfboard, can take photos, and create inspired original videos in the realm of Harmony Korine. Will play Goons of Doom covers on acoustic guitars in caravan parks.
Jake Vincent post shark spotting, pre-launch speed blur on the late evening glass.
Exposed decks and surf checks with Jake and co.
Action: Zac Heath. Lifestyle: Mikey Macarthur
Bright Futures and dark shades.
Kalani Ball and a big ol' whip.
“I wouldn’t be out there. Not today,” said the fisherman to Mikey setting up his tripod. The surfers already amongst the late afternoon glass. On cue, a 7-foot bronze whaler zig-zagged through a surging wave in the corner. It darted towards the surfers in the line-up. “Shit,” said Mikey and the fisherman in unison. The panic set it in. – Weekender scenes.
Letty Mortenson of Avalon on Sydney's Northern Beaches – drove alone, hitting the road fresh from a Year 12 practice exam.
The eternal enthusiasm of Letron Mortenson. Stomping and stoke-ing. Out.
Quiet moments of country soul and simple living embraced in a weekend away of pure surf. That's Zac Heath bottom left. What a great young talent he is. Hi Zac.
Three kind lice. Letty, Kalani and Jake or Jacko...
"How's the serenity?" Jacko Baker would ask, "So much serenity..." We think he just like the word, or The Castle. Perhaps both.
Jacko Baker nose-picks some classic Australiana
Eli Steele had a broken wing. Poor old Eli Steele.
MIkey Macarhur / Jake Vincent / Zac Heath
Jackson Baker goes oop-de-large.
The bright colours and tight crops of Zac Heath and Kalani Ball.
Clean winter close-outs and behind the surfer angles.
The windscreen wiper on the rear window had made a rainbow in the dirt. We sat on the curb next to the rustbucket and ate pies and chocolate milks and coffees and maybe even a caramel slice from the country bakery. The sun was just stretching over the humble set of shops and hitting us in the carpark. The bitumen was just warm enough for our bare feet
Roll Call, The Cast of Weekender III: Spencer Frost, Jacko Baker, Dan Caban, Mikey Macarthur, Kalani Ball, Zac Heath, Eli Steele, Letty Mortenson, Jake Vincent, Mike Jennings & Danny Johnson (Absent:Jake Sylvester)
Mikey McArthur on self-timer
Boards and wet wetties and sand and soil littered the boot, the footwells, the fabric of the backseat… everything. The cars wore signs of a surf trip better than anyone. Had the surf been good? Did it matter? Nah. Weekend winter surfaris, man. That’s the stuff.