INTERVIEW WITH DOUG HAUT
By Deb Hopewell
Surf Check-October 3, 1996
Walk into the Haut Surf Shop on Santa Cruz's West Side, and you notice it right away. Absent are the typical shiny displays of overpriced sunglasses and shelves bulging with trendy surfwear. Instead, the glass display case houses cakes of wax, resin and other fix-it yourself sundries; there's a couple of modest racks of sweatshirts and T-shirts bearing the Haut logo, and a decent selection of wetsuits and other neoprene necessities. Time-faded surf photos line the walls.
And at the back of the shop, the light bounces off a couple of dozen beautifully colored and polished surfboards, stacked in precise descending height from longboards to shortboards, like the Von Trapp Family Singers at attention. And it hits you. This isn't a surf shop. This is a shop for surfers.
On any given day you'll find its 56-year-old proprietor, Doug Haut- pioneering North Shore surfer, master shaper-at home in his little fiefdom on Swift Street, where it's been for 26 years. That is, if he's not surfing. Or fly-fishing. Or sailing, windsurfing or duck hunting.
"He's an unsung hero in my life," says Richard Novak, Haut's onetime business partner and longtime friend. "A friend of ours died of leukemia in 1979. I asked him before he died, whose life he admired most? And he said Doug's. Because Doug would get up in the morning and check the surf. And if the surf wasn't happening, he'd check the fishing. And if that wasn't happening, he'd check the sailing. And if that wasn't happening, he'd go to work.
"He's maintained the quality of life we all sought." It's a life that has taken him far from his native Wisconsin, which he left at age 14 for the Bay Area. By the time he graduated from Los Altos High, he was already driving frequently to Santa Cruz to surf, and soon moved there.
"Doug was here when it wasn't easy to live in Santa Cruz," says Glen DeWitt, owner of Rainbo Fins and another longtime friend. "It was hard to make a living here. But we were so lucky to have grown up in a period when Santa Cruz was wide open. You could sleep on the beach and surf wherever you wanted with no crowds."
A couple of years later he made his first trip to Hawaii's North Shore, where he eventually came under the tutelage of famed surfer and shaper Mike Diffenderfer (1937 – 2002).
"I always wanted to shape," says Haut, who like many of his shaping brethren, displays a characteristic lack of garrulity. "I just started at the bottom and worked my way up." By the mid 60's he was back in Santa Cruz, shaping boards for Novak and another friend, George Olson.
By that time, Haut had already made a name for himself in Hawaii, mastering the big waves that only a few had surfed. It wasn't until the late 50's that a small cadre of surfers started venturing into the waves of Oahu's North Shore, surfers whose names endure today: Buzzy Trent, the Hoffman brothers and Greg Noll, to name a few.
(Side Note: To clarify on the subject of when the first surfers started surfing the North Shore of Oahu. Information that were noted previously from varies accounts have been updated. By first hand account by Wally Froiseth, it was in the late 1930's when surfers started surfing the North Shore of Oahu. With respect to Deb, this information came out after her interview. It takes alot of fortitude to surf big waves. For Doug and those surfers mentioned in the above and below paragraphs, their big wave achievements have not diminished with this revelation.)
"We were the next wave through" says Novak. "When we started surfing there, it was "Here's the wave, this is what we want to do, not "Here's the wave, let's see if we can survive."
Yet Haut never received the kind of publicity afforded others of that era, specifically the guys whose exploits were chronicled, recorded and celebrated as the Southern California surfing lifestyle. "One of the reasons Doug never got the recognition he deserved" says Novak, "is because he was from Northern California. In Santa Cruz, you'd never go in the water if someone had a camera, because you didn't want it to get out what greats waves we had here."
"He's a legend in surfing," says Glen DeWitt. "He known from Florida to Oregon and Washington to Hawaii. He didn't get the press like the Van Dykes and Noll, but that didn't bother him. It's still cool to me to think, "I'm sitting here with Doug Haut. Many people, when they move into stardom, they're not like Doug. He's like a beautiful woman who doesn't know she's pretty."
Haut shies away from talking about his past accomplishments. He even makes a point of brushing it aside. "Mainly what I'm trying to get across is the accomplishments of building the boards I do," he says "A lot of shapers are limited to one style. I've got them all dialed."
His most popular design right now, Haut says, is the hybrid—"fun" boards in the 7-foot 2 inch to 7-foot 10 inch range. "I can't shape enough of them to keep up with the demand," says Haut. He turns out three or four boards a day, each taking an hour and a half or two hours to shape, and sells them at shops in Washington, Oregon, California, and Florida.
If a customer has something specific in mind or needs some direction, Haut will take the time to work with him or her. "I can dial them in by finding out where they like to surf, and how they like to surf. I ask them what they've been surfing on, things that are on an individual level. "It keeps men excited about what I'm doing, especially if I'm in the water and I see them on one of my boards having a good time."
In honor of his 30th year of shaping—including his 20,000th board—Haut is making 25 to 30 anniversary boards, collectors's items featuring a wooden T-band stringer and tailblock. Each takes nine to 10 hours of shaping time and is priced around $950.
And for those who can afford the $2,400 price tag. Haut is shaping three or four boards entirely of balsa. Decades ago the material of choice for boards long before pre-shaped blanks rendered such artistry unnecessary.
"I never wanted to be the No. 1 shaper in the world," says Haut, "but I wouldn't mind being No. 2 or No. 3." Says Novak "My feeling is he's the best shaper in the world right now, and no one really knows it. And the jerk's too modest to admit it.
​Doug Haut
The early day's when foam surfboards were evolving and Doug Haut and his brother Dan went to Hawaii in 1963. Doug started working for Mickey Lake at Inter-Island Surfboards as their sander, hot coater and did some glossing. Dan Haut was laminating for Dick Brewer and would do some work for Inter-Island. Dan would give some insight in glassing to a young Jack Reeves in the beginning of Jack's glassing career (When Dan was in Florida in the latter 60's).
The people who were working at Inter Island Surfboards during this time were Mike Diffenderfer who was doing the shaping along with Mickey Lake, Wayne Land, Kenny Tilton and John Kelly. Joe Kuala was doing the glassing, and Jim Campbell doing the glossing.
Mike Diffenderfer taught Doug his ideas in shaping. Having Mike to show Doug the ropes while climbing the different levels in shaping was a big help. Haut and Diffenderfer shared a house in Honolulu while working at Inter-Island. Doug had a old Woodie that he cruised to work in and used to go surfing in town during summer. Doug would go out to the North Shore when the surf was up.
Talking about plate lunches, there was a café nearby the Inter-Island shop and the guys would go there to have lunch. "They gave us a huge plate for a buck and a half, 3 scoops of rice, spam, teriyaki chicken, macraroni and some other thing" Doug recalled. After work they would have the resin buckets filled with beers and covered with ice. The stories would flow, but Doug didn't drink much and would soon be heading home or towards an evening surf session before calling it a day.
In the summer of 1965 Doug and Mike Diffenderfer gave their 2 weeks notice and left Inter-Island Surfboards. They would be crewing on a sailboat that was being returned to California after it had competed in the Trans Pac Race. The time spent on board was 28 days. Within this capsule of time, Doug, Mike and another guy from Newport Beach were the crew, Wayne Coker was the captain. They were in very rough seas for about a week, in a calm that lasted 2 weeks, and some fun sailing the remaining days before returning to Monterey.
The beginning leg started at the Ala Wai Harbor, traveling west northwest around Barbers Point, then north to Kauai. It took a day to get to Kauai, after which the boat anchored in Hanalei Bay for 2 days. After departing the first week was pretty rough. The boat was going to weather. (the boat pointing into the wind as they made their way north) and everyone on board took a pounding.
During the rough weather Doug was the designated cook. He was the only one who could go down below without getting sick. Doug would strap himself to varies objects in the galley so he wouldn't get tossed around while cooking. Looking back on it now Doug got a good laugh remembering the moments.
The gimbal stove swinging, holding a pot while stirring, sensing the next smash as the bow of the boat plowed through the wave. Thinking ahead while placing the ingredients into the pot or pan. After the first week they couldn't take anymore of rough conditions. They made a turn towards California. By doing so they had entered a Pacific High with no winds and calm seas. The motor on the boat wasn't working, so they drifted across the Pacific with a drifter and mainsail traveling a half knot an hour.
Some days they were going nowhere, a dead calm. During the night they would look over board see the reflection of stars. They felt like they were traveling in space with the stars above and below, it was very surreal to all.
With their thoughts drifting with the days they inch their way out of the high pressure system. Wayne was keeping track of their location and the crew kept a log of distance made good. Out of the doldrums the winds picked up. The days became cooler as they approached California.
The boat made its way down to Monterey Bay through the fog and tied up to the pier at Monterey harbor. The weary crew greeted the docks with their wobbly legs. Doug says his legs felt like they were rocking for days afterwards. His body had become accustom to the rolling of the boat and it would take some time to get adjusted to land again. Doug would go on to a long career in surfboard manufacturing in Santa Cruz, California.