Dogs and Tubes

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Every morning i grab my surfboard and 4 dogs follow me down to the beach to play in the shorebreak while i paddle out and hopefully score a few tubes.

Music: http://www.motherhips.com

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Nicaraguan Town Run

Getting supplies isn’t quite as easy in Nicaragua as it is in the states. In California I can hop on my skateboard and choose between several grocery stores. In Nica, stocking up on essential items takes quite a bit more effort.
Click “play” below!

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Battling Bats

It’s always an adventure in Nicaragua….

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Dog in the Trash Pit

Since filming this video I have learned that Medy is actually Ducha’s daughter from her first litter of puppies, which makes me love the silly little thing even more…. Even if I keep having to rescue her from the trash pit!

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Call me Olga

Cleanliness is relative. Fresh out of a bucket shower because I didn’t have time to fill the solar shower before my run to town, I feel clean though the bottoms of my feet and fingernails may lead you to think otherwise. I spent the afternoon sitting in the dirt talking Latin American politics, relationships, and sharks with my mechanic’s brother while he meticulously cleaned and dried his bicycle. He likes Daniel Ortega. He’s afraid of sharks. His girlfriend of three years likes clean bicycles.

 A symptom of the suspension problem that led to the mechanic visit.

When the 13 year old neighbor kid named Carlo asks me my name, I tell him Holly. He can’t quite get it and asks again so I say Olga, the name my mechanic gave me since Holly is hard in Spanish. To which he nods and smiles, then produces a ball made of electrical tape the perfect size to be hit by a bat which starts with a game of catch, then I hit it out of the park on his second pitch. The ball irretrievable, I pitch cashew fruits and baby mangoes that explode on impact, sending pieces of fruit flying everywhere followed by laughter and the search for more fallen fruit. When the second ball, this time a small stuffed toy dressed as a baseball is hit into a tall mango tree by my mechanic’s brother, Carlo produces a flat and heavy soccer ball to demonstrate his moves. We take turns playing goalie in front of a concrete and corrugated aluminum wall and he blocks all my shots but one. Lester the mechanic has still not returned.

At last, in the car, 30 minutes before dark with nearly a two hour drive between me and the dogs I love, I drive off assuring Lester it’s ok he couldn’t fix the horn. The suspension feels great, the tires are new, that back window rolls up without a prayer, and the cold air from the AC vents feels amazing. A smile and a wave and I’m on my way. AC off, windows down, music up, savoring the now familiar smells of burning trash, road kill, and rain.

The rain is coming early this year. Last year it hardly fell at all in the rainy season and after six months of official dryness, my trees are thirsty. Thunder clouds gather and make noise but aren’t quite ready for the full act tonight. Just another dress rehearsal.

My favorite dog Ducha wimpers in welcoming joy when I step out of the car. Her 5 month old puppies Ardilla and Cola jump up and scratch my legs with their nails on their way to licking my face, then turn to sniffing the grocery bags for signs of meat. Even our caretaker’s dog Medy who has somehow worked her way into the pack follows me up onto the porch wagging her tail wildly.
Headlamp in place I shuffle buckets around, put groceries away, fill bowls to reward sits and stays, then settle into a plastic chair for a few big deep breaths.
It’s good to be home.  
I don’t want to leave. 
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Feeding and Clothing Kids at the Dump in Nicaragua

When I started my Surf and Yoga Retreat in Nicaragua, I wanted giving back to be a key component. See below for photos and a short video from our day at the dump.


After hurricane Mitch, the Nicaraguan government relocated newly homeless villagers next to the dump. Without land to farm or any way to sustain themselves they took to scavenging. Anything still with life in it is put to use. Bottles and cans are sold for pennies per pound for recycling. Clean water, like most other resources, is scarce.

 Despite their unfortunate situation, the people are beautiful.
A church group sets up a food kitchen at the local school once a week to feed community members who show up with bowls, buckets, anything to hold the little bit of food. The day we visited the meal consisted of chicken noodle soup, with chicken heads and feet as meat. The kids made a line, said a prayer, and were grateful for the food.
We brought clothing to donate and plenty of smiles to share. It was an important reminder for all of us of how good we have it.

For a short video clip of the experience, click play below:
http://www.youtube.com/v/U2z9ntFn2sM&hl=en_US&fs=1&

Help us feed these kids.

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Holly Beck Volunteers with SYRV.org in Nicaragua

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Painting a Community Center with SYRV

SYRV is a non-profit dedicated to making good happen. After several projects to bring more clean water to villagers in Nicaragua, SYRV filled a shipping container with donations to send to the country. The container was then hauled ashore, and will now be turned into a community center where locals will have access to sewing machines, computers, composting toilets, and clean water.

I showed up for the day to work with a crew of volunteers to paint the container. Check out the video above and the photos below!

The plans for the finished community center.

Lara, the architect, and Monique go over the plans.

A 3D model of the center.

Getting the painting party started!

By the end there was paint everywhere, including in my hair, but at least it was an awesome color!

After a morning of painting, we cruised back for lunch but the surf out front looked like this!
Overhead, super hollow and offshore, no one out!

I was devastated that I hadn’t brought a surfboard, but Moniuqe suggested I take out one of the 4’10” INT foam surfboards donated by Quiksilver. It had super flexible fins, no leash, no wax and was definitely not the right board for the conditions, but I paddled out and got a few anyways.

After painting and surfing, it was time for a little yoga session.

To find out how you can get involved, check out SYRV.org.

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Surfing, Sharks, and Waterfalls. My life lately…

My mom thinks I’m wasting my life. Im 29 years old. Not married. No kids. No mortgage. I’ve spent the last 10 years traveling the world with my surfboard. This past year has been particularly epic. My mom doesn’t spend much time on the computer but if I wanted to show her a video to prove she’s wrong about me “wasting” my life, this is the one i’d show her. Click “play” for a few highlights from my life recently….
Life is good.

 http://www.youtube.com/v/_ZS9n1gLzs4&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x006699&color2=0x54abd6

music:
http://www.motherhips.com


And… I’ll be spending the next few months in Nicaragua.
Check out my other blog : Surf Life Nicaragua

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Arriving to Nicaraguan scenics, puppies, and mojitos

After four long months of painful waiting, we are home again!
: D

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