Matt Warshaw examines the legacy of the father of
pro surfing…
Last August, I spent a wonderful afternoon at the
Outrigger Canoe Club in Waikiki interviewing
the father of pro surfing, Mr Fred
Hemmings. I ate the house ahi and extinguished the
summer heat with a Gin Ricky while Fred pawed at a Reuben sandwich
with extra mustard, and drank water.
The story appears in the latest issue of The Surfer’s
Journal (read here) and I was thrilled by its
examination of Fred’s role in the creation of pro surfing and the
history of the sport. After the story appeared, Fred sent the
editor and myself hand-written cards praising our accuracy.
One man who wasn’t in raptures was the Encyclopedia of Surfing’s Matt Warshaw,
who said, “He floated many balloons of bullshit in his
conversation with you, and I can’t wait to explode them one by
one.”
Let’s burst!
BeachGrit: There are so many things to love
about Fred Hemmings. Created pro surfing. Clean. Right
wing. Big-waver. And yet he doesn’t give you the same
thrill as he does me…
Warshaw: I’m gonna tear the both of you up here in a second, so
yeah, let’s get the love part out of the way. I loved Fred’s wave
in Endless Summer, the white trunks and white board, ripping five
kinds of shit at Ala Moana. I love that when I asked about him
showing up at the ’68 world titles awards ceremony in a suit and
tie, and said the place looked like a “Cheech and Chong
convention.” That’s a great line. And of course I love Fred for
getting the pro tour started.
But . . .
Okay, so Derek, your opening line to Fred in the interview:
“You’re one of the pivotal figures in surfing. And yet there’s
hardly a word written about you in the surfing mags.” And Fred of
course agrees, makes it sound like there was a conspiracy against
him, the editors didn’t like me, waaah waaah waaah. The mags adored
Fred. He got centerspreads, profiles, full-page ads. Fred was
everywhere. Big 1968 interview in SURFER titled “Hemmings is Hot!”
With exclamation point. Fred saying he was “never a darling of
surfing” is such bullshit.
SURFER hated Fred.
Yeah, and that’s another thing. Fred doesn’t have the nuts to
call out Drew Kampion. When Fred says SURFER, he means Drew. He’s
the new editor in ‘68, got hired just a couple months before the
world titles, and like 98% of surfers at the time, Drew was big on
Nat Young and Wayne Lynch and shortboards and getting high. So
here’s Fred, short hair, long-ish board, flies to Puerto Rico in a
suit and tie, drinks Bacardi and Cokes while everybody else is
beads and bell-bottoms, doing bong hits. Kampion included. So fine,
the hippy deal wasn’t Fred’s thing, and he didn’t fake it. Very
much to his credit. Same with his surfing. Fred’s style didn’t fit
the the more radical variations of the new boards, and he didn’t
force it there either. But the sport is moving in one direction,
and Fred’s moving in another.
Fred makes it sound like there was a conspiracy against him, the
editors didn’t like me, waaah waaah waaah. The mags adored Fred. He
got centerspreads, profiles, full-page ads. Fred was everywhere.
Fred saying he was “never a darling of surfing” is such
bullshit.
He won the contest.
He did. Fair and square. Surfed to the format, rode like a
master. Well, Fred and Midget tied for first, actually. I’ve
watched the footage a bunch of times, and I would have given the
Midget the nod, but that’s not the point. Keeping in mind what the
rules were on the day, Fred’s win was totally legit. And Kampion
himself said so! Opening line of Drew’s contest wrap-up story:
“What happened in Puerto Rico was that a formal pronouncement was
made: that Fred Hemmings was hot.” And photos too. The Hemmings
pics in SURFER from that contest are great!
SURFER had a very anti-contest vibe, no?
Yes and no. Again, Fred way overplays the hurt. Oh, but here’s
another thing I love about Hemmings – he retired from
competition after winning the title. Went out on top. Fred and Mark
Richards I think are the only two who did. Anyway, pro surfing was
on the horizon right after Fred won in Puerto Rico, and
“professionalism” was the hot topic, pretty much the only topic for
a couple of years. Now, Kampion was sort of on the fence about it
all. A lot of people were. But when Drew pulled together a feature
on pro surfing in 1969, he did a clever thing. Drew himself stepped
aside. He got Hemmings to write a “pro” pro surfing opinion piece,
and had this Rasputin-looking guy in Santa Cruz named John Scott
write an “anti” pro surfing opinion piece, and had SURFER Poll
winner Jock Sutherland do a maybe-yes maybe-no piece. Drew put the
three articles back-to-back, with Fred as the opener. Three
different views. How much fairer could it get?
I loved how Fred carried a gun in response to threats
from elements of the North Shore. Do you believe, like me, that the
only thing that can stop a bad man with a gun is a good man with a
gun? Or is you one of them faggot peaceniks?
Yeah, let’s do the politics. I’m anti-gun, pro
drug-legalization, pro-LGBT. Break up the big banks. Raise my taxes
till the public schools gleam, and me, Bill Gates, and Slater’s
grandson all have identical government-issued healthcare cards.
Fred and I will not be sitting together at Elizabeth Warren’s 2020
inaugural ball.
Hemmings isn’t a fan of Trump, as you might suppose he
would be. Rubio was his boy.
Fred backs Rubio, Rubio backs Trump.
Did you know that Fred sent, what the TSJ editor Scott
Hulet described as “remarkable hand-printed Senatorial cards from
Fred praising your accuracy, with heartfelt thanks.” Thank you
cards? To me, that bleeds class.
He is gracious. Fred has sent me similar cards and emails over
the years. He’s good with small gestures. Most politicians are.