It says so rightthere on one of those bumper stickers next to one of those personalized licenseplates, LIFE'S A BEACH. In Southern California, where every day is sun day,this passes for wisdom. The beach is home for everyone—lifeguards and bodygods, crazy surfers and lazy loafers. It's the place to hang in, hang out, hangloose and hang ten. But this stretch of California from San Diego to SantaBarbara has more than sand and sea and beach-bleached blonds. On these 21pages, SI takes a look at Southern California, home to everything fun-fun-funin the sun-sun-sun: sidewalk surfing and grass skiing, boccie balls and buckingbulls, rocks for jocks and, of course, wheels of all kinds.
Beach-volleyball hero Karch Kiraly gave it his all in the sand during therecent Palisades Open in Santa Monica.
Speeding wheels lit a smile at Dockweiler State Beach and launched a leggyskateboarder in Venice Beach.
Clinging to the lip, a surfer at the op Pro championships in Hunting Beachcarefully considers his next move.
September 6, 1987
For those who claim there isn't anything rougher than riding those Los Angelesfreeways: Don't be too sure.
We posed the question: "Which way to Muscle Beach?" These six posed theanswer: "By way of Gold's Gym."
Getting up or getting or simply getting out, every Californian knows that lifein all forms can be a ball.
California hip: Skiers cut the grass, cyclists ride bareback, and evenlandlocked ancient mariners sail on.
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Peerless Ron Kauk climbed in Santa Barbara; Barton Lynch, Trying To staypierless, rode to a win in the op.