Wanna win this sweet surfboard?
The contest period has ended. Thank you for all the amazing entries. Stay tuned over the next few days for the announcement of our winners!
We worked with our friends over at Carve Designs to create a one-of-a-kind T9er surfboard (shaped by Entropy) for one of you lucky ladies to win. Here’s all we’re asking – dazzle us with your creativity by telling us why YOU deserve this sweet 7′ sustainably-made ride.
Would you like to fulfill a life-long dream to catch a wave? Use it as a surf deco coffee table, or save drowning children in faraway oceans? Whatever the cause, tell us in 99 words or less by posting a comment below.
Share your words by June 1st, 2009 for a chance to win the surfboard awesomeness. Fret not, ’cause we’ll be giving away 2 prizes to the runners-up ($100 gift card + Team T9 membership).
Heads Up: Our contests are only open to Title Nine eMail subscribers. They are our way of saying thanks to our loyal customers. So if you aren’t already a subscriber you will become one by submitting your entry. Click Here to read the official rules.
I THINK I AM GOING TO DAZZLE YOU WHEN I EXPLAIN WHY I DESERVE THIS SWEET 7 FOOT BEAUTY OF A BOARD. MY HUSBAND AND I BOUGHT AN OLD SUMMER BUNGALO IN 1987 ON THE NORTH SHORE OF LONG ISLAND. ITS CLOSE TO THE BEACH AND WE KNEW THIS WOULD BE A GREAT HOUSE TO START A FAMILY. WE DID SEVERAL RENOVATIONS AND ONE THAT COMES TO MIND IS THE OUTDOOR SHOWER STALL THAT MY HUSBAND BUILT.WE HAVE A BIG SUNFLOWER SHOWER HEAD AND A TIKI GRASS TOP…BUT NO DOOR!! I THINK THIS BOARD WOULD MAKE THE PERFECT DOOR TO THE SHOWER AND WOULD ADD SOME PRIVACY FOR MY DAUGHTER AND I. I HAVE SEEN BOARDS USED AS DOORS BEFORE AND THIS IS ONE GOOD LOOKING BOARD THAT WOULD MAKE THE PERFECT FINISHING TOUCH! IF I WIN I PROMISE TO SEND PICTURE TO TITLENINE FOR CATALOG USE.
My daughter is 15 and I would really like to surprise her with this beautiful Carve surfboard! She has always loved surfing, even though we live in Indiana! Ever since she started surfing in Florida, she has been obsessed with getting back into the water. Her hero is Bethany Hamelton, and she is one of the reasons my daugher wanted to start surfing. I would really love getting this surfboard for my little girl!
-Sidney C.
I wrote a sonnet describing learning to surf on Lake Superior during a November gale, as I would do (I have ex-Hawaiian friends who’ve offered to teach me) if I had a surfboard!!!
Swirling eddies, white froth, turning
Dark, cold, discovery waiting
Beneath bare feet and board, churning
Bullets silver, shadows fading
Catch the breaker, fall, try again
Learning in the eye of a gale
Resting, calm water, a glenn
Blue finders grip blue board, pale
Cold and wet, thrilling, new and fast
No dolphins here, shipwrecks abound
Taken by waves of fall storms past
Snowboarding on lake surf, hearts pound
November whitecaps, worth the North Wind’s pain
Riding out a Superior hurricane.
Hey title nine people! So my reason for wanting this board is rather interesting. I need it to completely conquer the fear I have of the ocean.
When I was 11 years old my family went to the beach for the first time in years, and me being my daring usual self, decided I would go out with my dad as far as he was. Needless to say, I was quite a bit shorter than my dad and couldn’t touch where he could. My dad saw this after a wave or two and sent me back towards the beach and the rest of my family. He watched me for a few feet, and then turned when my older brother ,who was out there as well, called his name. As luck would have it, it was right then that an undertow caught me and pulled me under. I remember flailing about, and seeing water everywhere. My foot scraped against the coral, and then my head bashed against rocks. I finally managed to surface, choking for air, and I remember exactly how I felt. Fear coursed through my whole body, as I realized that the dots I was seeing was the beach with my family. I panicked, and being 11 years old I knew that sharks were attracted to blood, and they scared me. So my first thoughts as I was tumbling farther and farther from the beach, was that I was attracting sharks.
But then I heard a voice tell me to stop moving, be still, and I obeyed. Why I hadn’t remembered that to beat the undertow you had to be still, I can only blame on an 11 years old fear meter outdoing the rational thought meter. I became still and watched relieved as the beach grew closer again. Eventually I could stand again, and when I could I took of at a run for the sand. I threw myself, a sobbing wreck now, at the ground and thanked God I was alive. So did my family.
All this to tell you that I have slowly but surely recovered. For years I panicked whenever I was underwater for more than 30 seconds; but I beat that. I overcame the fear of sharks, I still don’t ever plan on going caging, but I love walking through the underwater tunnels at zoo’s and aquariums with them. And I have visited the ocean every summer for the past 4 years, conquering that fear as well. But every time I have been I have used the excuse that i would learn to surf later, and I didn’t have the money, so now here I am.
I got my title nine magazine in the mail, saw this article, and thought, now is my chance. So I ask you to please help me beat my fear entirely.
Sincerly,
Brittanie
When I was a girl, school backpack in hand, I would see our neighbor across the street strapping his surfboards on his van. “Good morning!” he would call with a wave, “Smell the ocean?” And indeed, on days when the tradewinds were blowing right, you could smell the sea from our street. Those mornings I thought, when I am grown, I will go surfing in the morning instead of to school.
I no longer live within scent of the sea.
But I still dream of going surfing in the morning.
And I’d love a surfboard to take with me!
Oh does my wife deserve this surfboard of yours. She just retired from teaching and we are moving to Hawaii. She is dying to get back out in the water after knee surgery and is a wild wave wahine. Her 20 year old 6′ 7″ just isn’t going to make it through another summer. Please make her a happy new owner. Mahalo nui loa, Mike p.s. I love to see her wear all her nice Title nine stuff too.
Aloha,
it would be a humongous honor to own this piece of art and share it with others. I have a grand daughter on the way (due in Sept.) and would love to someday soon get her on this wild ride. My husband and I are currently packing our belongings and moving to Hawaii for our retirement years. I have not been surfing for about 2 years now and most definitley miss it. This would be such a great addition to our Hawaii home and to my confidence as an alomost 50 year old water lover who can’t wait to paddle out on this beauty. p.s. I have had the same surfboard now for nearly 20 years and think it would be so super cool to win yours.
Dear Title 9 staff,
First let me say I love Title 9! Having worked as a college gymnastics coach, the name says it all for me! The clothes have been a dream come true for me having gone through all sorts of misfitting and non sensical clothing; especially swim suits. I am 54 years old, and have been surfing for about 10 years… constantly for the last 6. I live in the Florida Panhandle and surf the gulf whenever there’s a bump to surf! I am a gymnastics coach and I take my athletes out surfing when possible. I would love to win your surfboard and would ride it proudly!
Sue Arkell
I have always enjoyed physical challenges. The act of pitting my strength and my will against an adversary or an obstacle is very refreshing. Surfing appeals to me for the physical challenge of mastering the mechanics of actually using a surfboard, but the reason that I’ve finally decided to tackle it now is because now I’ve finished my schooling, I’ve left the nest, and I’m standing on my own looking ahead at who I could be. Learning to surf will give me insight as to who I am, and help me to decide who I’m going to be.
Once upon a time, in a land called Virginia there was a girl who dreamt of the west coast. She was an optimist by nature, a seeker of adventure, and a lover of water. She imagined the day when she would step foot on Cali sand and walk with her board in hand to the ocean. What stood before her would seem impossible to some. She saw only the possibilities. With a sparkle in her eye she dove in and began the journey. Dreams and surfing make such wonderful companions.