What do i remember?
A lot so many good and funny things.
Let’s say first who i am, I’m Dennis from Holland and been traveling with Caroline an Collin thru west OZ down in 1999 during our winter time summer in Australia,
I don’t know the accet moment we first met but remember that the feeling was right from the beginning. We went to the beach had bong fires went fishing and most of all windsurfing. I remember Collin got a windsurf board for caroline so she could stay in the bay and we went out in de big waves where we had fun all up. and Collin learned me to do the tricks Forward and backward.
We also stayed up in Gnaraloo the place where there was no running water bud good swells wind and fishing locations.
One night we went fishing and caught a shark. that night we eat it and Collin got really sick not of the shark but from the sun. he’s been throwing up for the whole night next to the van and my tent.
there where also friends with Ian and a girl can’t remember her name it’s been to long. but we went on and on along the coast.
I can go on and on about the stories but they will all and the same in a helerias story.

Lost June i met Peter Vogt a windsurfer from swiss down in Holland again on a Mystic Meeting also he’s been traveling with us and we spook about the fun we had had with Collin Caroline and most of all the whole group.
At that time we didn’t now Collin already had left us but we will keep up all the great memories we had together.
Thats what you see you will never forget the great moments of life.
Some friends stay for ever even when you don’t see each other very often.

I met Caroline about 6 years ago down in Holland when she visited her relatives in Holland. same story we know each other well and the feeling is right again as soon as we meet up.
That’s why you are always welcome and very happy to stay with us when ever you want or need.
I hope my english writing is ok and love from me. Tamara and Luuk

I first knew Colin around 1985/6(brains cells struggling), he used to live in Halletts Close and used to take his big poly windsurfer down the beach at seafarers on a trolley. Must have been about a mile at least. Anyway his board really was ancient and holding him back and as a teenager he couldn’t afford something better. As fate would have it, another friend of mine had just got a car and used to tear around the place. One day he must have judged things too finely and clipped Colin’s board as Colin was walking down the beach. Board was a write off, but Colin was happy cause the insurance meant he could get the kind of board he deserved!

When Colin got sponsored by HillHead sailboards I remember we used to drive together down to places like Sandbanks or Mudeford. We were really addicted to windsurfing at the time and I always remember we would be pretty relaxed driving, but as soon as we caught the first glimpse of the sea and wind/surf was up that was it, we went pyscho. Pity any traffic that got in the way, forget about the fact you were desparate for a pee, don’t worry about the parking ticket, this was now a race to get on the water. Still have fond memories of just how excited we used to get. God knows what passers by must have thought.

Anyway, a great guy that I used to share my early windsurfing days with. He left me behind pretty quickly and I was proud to see how good he got. He will always bring happy memories for me.

Totally stumped…didn’t want to sail. But thought your Dad would mock me for bailing out so had a blast.

I met Col when I was travelling through WA some years ago….I can remember being jealous of his lifestyle and his silly oversized flip flops!

He was a regular down at J Rd and we all loved sailing with him…he raised the stakes and I can only dream of ever being half as good as he was!

Ive since travelled to many windsurf spots around the world and didn’t meet anyone who said a bad word of ‘your smiling father’.

He will be missed.

Brack - just one of the Joliffe boys

I first met colin when i was 16 and shared a house with him in Tiree when we were competing in the tiree wave classic, he wasnt like all the other windsurfers of the time and he and I spent our weekend clubbing and partying. If I remember correctly he was a DJ at the time with an brilliant collection of Strictly Rythm Records( impossible to get, but he had the lot!)

I remember once in cornwall when i had just turned pro I had all brand new equipment, cutomized boards from hawaii all tied to the roof of my golf. Unknown to me colin had got up in the night and robbed the lot hiding them in his caravan. After an uncomfortable 2 hours stuck in the local police station making a report of the theft he decided to confess to me that he had them all along! the best times we had together where stoned in the van far too many stories to mention….The last time I saw him I confronted him about copying a shape of a board I had designed he replied ” yes I did and it was shite!” so I copied one of his the week after………..

He was amazing in the water both windsurfing and kiteing but im sure I dont have to tell you that, he was a legend and will be sadly missed

Danny Seales

One thing that I will always appreciate about him was that whilst he could be marvellously quick to take the mickey out of other people, he could also handle being the butt of other people’s jokes.

Also, he could also admit that he wasn’t always right. For example, after nearly 3 hours and 3 CDs he did acknowledge that all Faithless music tracks do eventually “Become one”! (Look that up in an encyclopaedia when you get old and don’t know what CDs are any more.)

However, my favourite memory does relate to your Dad’s wicked sense of humour. He, Paddy and I were on one of our day trips to surf in the west country. Your Dad had a “short cut” that went through these villages in the middle of nowhere in Wiltshire. It was dark, cold and about 5 o’clock in the morning. Paddy was driving his van, I was in the front passenger seat and your Dad was in the back of Paddy’s van, telling us what we were doing wrong. Suddenly, in a village that noone could ever find again, we passed a speed camera that flashed. Paddy’s face was all indignant that he wasn’t going too fast but he was totally gutted that he would be busted for speeding. As Paddy get more stressed and worked up about the speeding fine and the points on his driving license, your Dad was grinning more and more. I thought that he was going to burst with evil glee as he revealed to Paddy that, at the moment we went passed the speed camera, he had flashed his own camera in the dark to wind Paddy up. EXCELLENT!