Dunno why, but the Hobgoods remind me of a better time in surfing. A time before the WSL, before all the cheese, before Wavestorms. Before the personality all but evaporated from professional surfing. When icons were icons. When we enjoyed watching dodgy webcasts full of colour. When it was all about style.
But forget the ramblings of an ageing and somewhat cranky surfer, just hit play and enjoy watching Clifton James Hobgood threading a few dreamy Caribbean tubes.