Doxie Doodle hits the streets. Jump on board with us!
Celebrate the ride of life - celebrate small town spirit. Celebrate summer!
Celebrate the heart of dogs and dog people as Americans celebrate independence day!
(From our surf dog archives)
Meet writer dogs. Rider dogs. Best dog friends. Surf the couch, the www, or a wave. Wave back at us!
It's all about the ride. The ride of life with a dog.
Celebrate the ride of life - celebrate small town spirit. Celebrate summer!
Celebrate the heart of dogs and dog people as Americans celebrate independence day!
(From our surf dog archives)
Ride along with us - Surf Dog Diaries - in our annual Christmas parade in the Columbia River Gorge. Together, we’re surfing the streets in Hood River, Oregon.
We surf dogs have lived (and surfed) in three states, searching for life’s perfect wave - Dog Beach (California,) Dog River (Oregon) and Dog Mountain (Washington).
Yes, those are real places, all important to the history of the wild, wild west. And surf dogs everywhere - man and animal.
By the way, Dog River and Dog Mountain are neighbors here, across the Columbia River where we live and surf.
We started parade surfing the streets in San Diego’s Ocean Beach in 1992, promoting our old home beach, Dog Beach, which needed repairs.
Back then, my first surf dog, Howdy Doody and I marched with the O.B. Geriatric Precision SurfBoard Drill Team - an OB institution, and a killer-good surf club.
OB geriatrics were surfers that were 30 or older. We carried surfboards in parades. Howdy and I “skied” behind a ski boat or “surfed” land boards down Newport Avenue.
At the time I was OB Town Council President. Howdy and I were co chairs of the OBTC Dog Beach Committee, responsible for fixing up America’s first leash free beach.
The parade tradition carried on, after the OB Geriatric surf club retired for good, and after we moved to Oregon.
Today, doxie Doodle is the fourth generation Ayers family surf dog to ride waves, and parades, with me.
All four of my surf dogs were low riders- three bassets and a doxie. All were rescue mutts. No pedigree necessary.
Who’s that green “Who” of Who-Ville?
Kelsey Jacobson, our next door neighbor girl, dressed as the Christmas Tree in National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation movie.
On her shoulder is the cat that tore down the Griswold’s Christmas tree, tangled in lights.
Here, we all come out to celebrate the holidays - together - at the parade. Or ANY day!
Together, we are all the Whos in Who-Ville.
As the parade ends, the countdown to Christmas begins… with kids and adults chanting…
… Then lights fill the sky -
and songs fill the streets - carols filling homes and hearts all around…
From Doctor Seuss’s How the Grinch Stole Christmas:
Who-Ville got its first gift of snow the week before the 2019 parade, decorating hills and homes… rivers and forests, mountains and roads…
Snow magic - Santa magic - Grinch magic.
The spirit of Who-Ville.
It can happen any time - any season.
Give with your whole heart - just like your best friend dog does - every moment of every day.
JOY TO YOUR TWO FEET AND FOUR PAWS!
Barb & Doodle Ayers
Surf Dog Diaries
Celebrate the ride of life - celebrate small town spirit. Celebrate summer!
Celebrate the heart of dogs and dog people as Americans celebrate independence day!