Robin Z.
Yelp
It's not the LACMA, Louvre or Met. It's not even close to the MOMA. But it's ours, a museum to document and memorialize California's surfing history in our very own "Surf City". With due respect to the "Godfather of surfing", Duke Kahanamoku, this small building does it's best to show the positive side of the "sport of kings"*. Highlighting all the uniqueness of surfing, the HB Surfing Museum takes us from it's roots to where it's going, from the musical influences of Dick Dale and the Del Tones, the Surfaris, Beach Boys and others, to Hollywood with production posters and an incredible life-sized Silver Surfer. A small screening room shows surfing flicks from the early black and white days before "The Endless Summer" to "Point Break" and beyond. Trophies, medals and sidewalk pavers from the Surfing Walk of Fame identify standouts, heavy wood boards show the creativity of early board makers and an incredible assortment of trinkets, baubles and medallions draw the inquisitive and make for a great hour (or more) of beach time.
There's no entry fee but donations are gladly accepted. Donations keep the doors open. So enjoy yourself and see what makes surfers do the wild and crazy things they do even while being astronauts, physicists, doctors, lawyers, fighter pilots and bums like me.
*In early Hawaiian lore, surfing was restricted to the royal family, under penalty of death. And when the Puritanical Lutheran ministers came in, they banned surfing altogether declaring it a lewd, lazy activity in the eyes of God! Current beliefs are that indeed, God was a surfer and damn the Puritans. They were ignorant.