Don Redondo is a sort of beach bum with a beach house. To some he would appear to be a throwback to the bygone era of 1960s surf culture wandering in the twilight zone between Kennedy and Nixon, between Dick Dale and Led Zeppelin; to others he’s a mythopoetic retro-dude rescued from some beach-town alleyway on the way to That Seventies Show. In fact, he is Don Redondo, the legendary Malibu surfing Kahuna – a New Jersey transplant with a West Coast philosophy and an East Coast attitude. He is a man of infinite wisdom and great stupidity, a man whose grasp is greater than his reach, and his reach is longer than both his arms put together, and then some.
Kahuna, shaman, or surf bum, Don Redondo is the mythical waterman who took Careless Constipeda as his “apprentice” back in the heydays of the 1960s. Due to this electronic miracle (and the regular appearance of “The Teachings of Don Redondo” in The Surfer’s Path magazine) he continues to exist, notably in these bitchin’ products.
To drop in on the adventures of Don Redondo, click over to drewkampion.com/donredondo or surferspath.com
In the meantime, order yourself some stoke!
