"Harmonising a beautiful contemporary design with a commanding high set position, this exquisitely finished family home delivers luxury living and resort-inspired entertaining.” | Photo: Highland

Powerful, basso-voiced surf star sells beachside bunker for almost six million dollars despite “challenging” market, “You can be on a surfboard within a few minutes’ walk from your front door!”

"As a teenager he was often described as 'the next Mark Occhilupo'".

The “powerful, basso-voiced” former world number two surfer, Luke Egan, has offloaded his redundant beachside bunker in Cronulla for almost six million dollars despite a housing market teetering on its glitzy high-heels. 

Egan, who is fifty-three, and his Fox Sports presenter wife Jess Yates (Fox Sports V8 Supercars, F1 coverage, hosts NRL game day coverage on Fox League) commissioned the build of the five-bed, four-bath, four-whip cubist joint maybe four hundred metres from the sand at Wanda four years ago.

Too late to buy 20 Links Ave, Cronulla, now, but the accompanying real estate spiel is breathtaking, 

“Architecturally designed to capture the magic of its sublime beach-side setting, this world-class designer haven provides the perfect mix of luxury, tranquillity and privacy in one of the Sutherland Shire’s most prestigious and tightly-held beach-side enclaves. Harmonising a beautiful contemporary design with a commanding high set position, this exquisitely finished family home delivers luxury living and resort-inspired entertaining.

“From the timeless marble kitchen and butler’s pantry to the indulgent master retreat with opulent ensuite, walk-in robe and sun-drenched north facing deck, this home has the best of everything. At the top of my list is that the sand can be between your toes, or you can be on a surfboard within a few minutes’ walk from your front door.”

Egan retired from the tour prematurely, it was felt, in 2005 to become a marketing manager for Billabong, leaving eight years later.

Although rarely putting a foot wrong, his real estate chips are the stuff of legend, Egan’s one misstep was his foray into “adventure wear” with his brand Depactus, “a technical outfitter for surfing’s modern youth”.

Here we gooooo!
Here we gooooo!

Surf Fans grow manically optimistic for Kelly Slater-Gisele Bündchen fairytale reunion in light of supermodel’s official divorce filing from Tom Brady and his just-revealed “big no no!”

Wedding candles!

Surf fans could not believe this turn of events, this radical shift. Weeks ago, they were sitting by their windows, lighting candles as it was revealed that Gisele Bündchen and her husband Tom Brady were having a rocky go. Oh, there was no implied sadism, no hope for the destruction of a grand union, but there was an even grander union to repair.

Namely with Kelly Slater.

The Brazilian supermodel and world’s greatest surfer had dated over the 2005s and 2006s, forming up the grandest power couple in surfing history. She at the height of her art. He winning two Association of Surfing Professionals World Titles.


As fate had it, though, Bündchen fell into the arms of a dashing quarterback, married, built a life but, now, all that is officially in the rearview.

Per People:

Gisele Bündchen and Tom Brady will file for divorce after 13 years of marriage, PEOPLE confirms.

Sources tell PEOPLE that they will both file in Florida on Friday morning. (Update: Brady and Bündchen have since finalized their divorce, according to court documents obtained by PEOPLE.)

“The settlement is all worked out,” a source with knowledge of the situation tells PEOPLE. “They’ve been working on the terms this whole time.”

The source adds: “They agreed to joint custody of the kids.”

The couple’s split comes after months of reports that the couple had been struggling, and that Bündchen, 42, “is done with their marriage,” another source previously told PEOPLE.

“She was upset about it for a long time and it’s still difficult, but she feels like she needs to move on,” the source said in early October. “She doesn’t believe that her marriage can be repaired.”

Though what, exactly, was Bündchen upset about? Surf fans worried that it might be Brady’s refusal to retire as Slater also plans to surf, professionally, forever. But no! According to an Us Weekly source, “Gisele told Tom either he leaves football to spend time with the family or she is gone for good. She doesn’t want him to continue to get injured and not be able to enjoy life in the future. She is doing it for her family.”

And there we go.

Injury worry.

Ouchies are extremely rare in professional surfing. Slater, for example, hurt his foot a long time ago and, again, foot. Not head or anything important.

The Kid from Cocoa Beach will be fit as a fiddle for years to come and talk about having cake and eating it too.

Bolo de Rolo.

Divorce, anyhow, becoming official. The next step, for surf fans, is a sort of Parent Trap bit of intrigue.


In direct provocation, one-time surf champion Gabriel Medina signals intent to steal Kingdom of Saquarema from sitting ruler Filipe Toledo!

Battle of Brazil.

Professional surfing, at its second tier, is back upon us and are you relieved? Thrilled for man-on-man, or woman-on-woman penultimate action? Oh, I’m certain the Challenger Series has been wildly successful for our World Surf League, millions, like tennis icon Billy Jean King, ready to tune in to see who will head to the Big Dance, who will stay home.

And let us turn our eyes toward Brazil and its days’ away Corona Saquarema Pro. There are many surfers of note in the draw, including Miguel Pupo and Jadson Andre, but none bigger than Gabriel Medina who is making a return from mental injury and, if I recall, a knee injury too.

Fire burning in belly.

Missing is sitting champion Filipe Toledo though he currently rules the region.

King of Saquarema.

You, certainly, remember when Toledo marked his conquest with a tattoo featuring the town, some palm trees, a gaping barrel and the years 2018, 2019 and 2022, applied to his lower calf by a competent artist. By all accounts, the population has been pleased with Toledo’s reign and doesn’t chafe under his yolk.

A light burden.

If Medina wins the event and steals the throne, will he be as benevolent?


Or will he invite friend Neymar Jr. in and turn the place into a den of iniquity with droit du seigneur etc.?

Classic bad guy stuff.

Tragic video shows brother and sister jumping off forty-foot high Huntington Beach pier, killing one, “Immediately they knew they made the wrong decision”

“They were both screaming frantically for help. There was no way I was going to be able to save them both.”

A woman tossed herself off the Huntington Beach Pier into the lineup last Sunday. Her brother did the lemming walk close behind.

She? Fine.

He? Dead.

Witnesses on the pier told police that a woman, 36, was dangling off the pier’s rail along with a male, 36, identified as Fenton Austin Dee, 43. She was claiming that she wanted to jump but was wavering.

According to onlookers, the two were debating about the plunge.

“It looked like she just wanted to jump for fun, like she wanted to do it and then she didn’t,” Edmundo Alarcon, who recorded the event on video, told the LA Times.  “You can tell he didn’t want to [jump]. I don’t know if he was trying to stop her.”

Surfer Landon Holman, bobbing in the solid evening swell, saw the duo hovering above.

“We’re kind of bantering back and forth,” he told People Magazine, “but I said no, it’s not a good idea to jump, not only will you get in trouble. It’s dangerous in these waters if you don’t know what you’re doing.”

They jumped anyway.

“Immediately they knew they made the wrong decision,” Holman said. “They were both screaming frantically for help. I got there pretty quickly — they were both grasping onto my board. There was no way I was going to be able to save them both.”

After getting the woman to the sand, Holman went back to help Dee, brought him in and attempted CPR until medics arrived, but Dee was already gone. Eight bells.

Last month, I wrote about the sad sack who stuffed a gun in his face in the Vero Beach, Florida, line-up. I suggested we write it off to the unknowable crockpot of the head.

But this?

Brother and sister: full-on thrill seekers. Forget life’s controlled burn.

Let it rip, damn the consequences. At least that‘s what the sister can say, huh?

Toxicology reports yet to be released.

By the way, what’s the oddest thing you’ve seen fly off your local pier?

Italian surf Olympian and House of Gucci pinup dumped by long-time sponsor as once-fabled surf industry crashes to wild new nadir, “(Unlike surfing) in fashion, you can be whatever the f**k you want to be!”

Surf is dead!

The Roman surfer and face of Gucci Leonardo Fioravanti, who now lives in a pretty house on the beach in Hossegor, France, with step-daddy Stephen “Belly” Bell, has been dumped by his sponsor of fifteen years, the once-iconic Quiksilver.

“When I started surfing at 6 years old my dream was to be sponsored by Quiksilver, because Kelly was there, because it was the best surf company in the world, because they made the best boardshorts in the world and especially because the story they told inspired everyone in the surfing world,” Leo, who is twenty-four and an ambassador for Gucci for the past five years, wrote. “I signed with Quik when I was 9 years old, 15 years ago… today is the end of a chapter for me but especially the start of a new and even more exciting one.”


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Quiksilver, of course, led the surf industry charge through the seventies, eighties, nineties and two thousands before theatrically crashing into bankruptcy and eventually selling the name, brand, logo and whatever else that was worth a few nickels to the circling vultures.

Leo’s estrangement from the surf industry began earlier this year when he gave hell in a mainstream newspaper interview, comparing the stiff surf world with the glorious freedom offered by dressing pretty.

“It’s a different world, I love it. In our world you get judged a lot for your surfing style, who you sponsor with or whatever and that’s how it goes. But in fashion, you can be whatever the fuck you want to be. You can dress however you want, nobody’s going to judge you for it, they’re going to respect you for it. That’s so cool for me. The first fashion show I went to, I was only dressing in black. Everyone looks good in black and no one’s going to judge you in black. Now if I’m going to a Gucci show, give me the craziest shit you’ve got. It’s so cool, and I know they’ll never judge you for it. Give me different every time.”