SHJ Surfboards

Small, oily and unapologetic, SHJ Surfboards smells of fresh resin and hot glass. Walk past a window of stickers and you hear the thin, angry chirp of an orbital sander, the soft rasp of a planer, and a radio playing something older than the kids who ride the boards. There is a narrow counter stacked with wax blocks and aftermarket fins. The real business is in the back. A shaping bay fits two craftsmen and three half-finished blanks. You will find performance shortboards with tucked noses and a single-fin swallow tail, epoxy fish with teal pour lines, and ding repairs smoothed to mirror finish. Locals drop in at dusk to pick up weekend rentals or to argue about wave direction. Pay cash if you want faster service. The shaper signs each board with a tiny, impatient initial on the stringer.