Watch Beau Cram And Oscar Langburne Ambidextrously Dismantle Lances Right And Left

The drum heavy, intoxicatingly rhythmic song which begins this edit is called ‘Waiting Room’ performed by the ‘80s punk ensemble Fugazi.

Though the band has explicitly stated the song is about sitting in jail, waiting to get out, one can’t help but extrapolate the feeling of forced patience upon a surfing life.

Surfing is mostly waiting — for the wind, the tide, the swell, for your turn at a set wave — and of late I’ve found myself blasting this song between grovel sessions, bathing in the angst that comes with northerly onshores and changing seasons. 

The above clip is a reminder that, although surf patience may be a virtue, hopping last minute flights to Indonesia is way cooler.

“Liam, one of the guys who works at the HT’s resort, hit me up barely three days before this swell saying ‘If you can get here by Friday, it’s going to be on.’” Charlie Stambolieff, from Onboard Store, told me. “So I called Oscar Langburne and Beau Cram, who were both in Australia, and tried to convince them to come to HT’s for a strike. It was a whole ordeal, Oscar had to get a train last minute from Newcastle to Sydney. We ended up all getting to Padang, slept there, and then rocked up on the boat around midday during the swell. We pulled into the bay, and it was flat,” he laughs.“Dead flat. Not even breaking. Oscar was like ‘where’s the wave?’”

“I was thinking we fucking kooked it. We got to the beach and everyone was showing us clips of the morning session, pumping, six foot. They were saying it was gonna start pumping again once the tide switched. We had lunch and waves started coming in, so we were frothing and surfed all day. It was super fast, almost like a closeout with this angle. So many people weren’t making waves — Beau got a few crazy ones though.”

Beau Cram and Oscar Langburne are two of surfing’s most effervescent characters, softly spoken yet oozing with self-expression. 

Beau, the finless visionary from West Aus (dubbed by some as the most talented blue-collar surfer alive) hammers nails for a living and picks off most of the best rights in the clip — while Oscar, the music-savvy, wide eyed goof serves knock-kneed justice upon the other side of the headland.

After their first session, with the Indonesian night nectar flowing, the boys sat under a full moon and watched the waves.

“We were sitting there, six beers deep, watching these waves hit the reef,” Charlie recalls. “The tide was perfect. We started to get really excited. You could fully see everything, it was so dreamy. We decided to just paddle out and sit in the channel, just enjoy being out there. We started waxing the boards up and Ryz [Ryan Williams] was like ‘you know I could probably shoot you guys.’ and we were like ‘yeah, yeah whatever, it’s fucking dark bro.’

“He ended up just sitting there drinking, filming into the darkness in the middle of the night, and it turned out you could fully see us. I guess people were coming up and asking him what he was doing. We ended up surfing for a couple of hours out there. Our eyes adjusted and you could see the glimmer of the moon on the wave. We ended up surfing until pretty late, and woke up to surf the next day just ruined. Buckled. It felt like we had a bender or something,” Charlie laughs.

Click above to watch some full moon sorcery and the pleasant dichotomy between Oscar and Beau’s opposing stances — all paired with some underground class from Liam Turner, Teiki Ballian, and our good friend Charlie.