Easter weekend looming, crap forecast. Had to greenlight the start in weak gurgle at Winkipop. Some highlights.
"They underestimated us as a bunch of dumb surfers…"
"A great contest wrecked by a lame ending…"
Movie man Peter King acts as block for two-time world champ; Gabe looks flat; Where's Ross Williams?
That beautiful samba storm is in full swing!
Ruthless contest judges "fed Kelly to the pigs…"
A good opening day…
Windy three-foot Bah is fun to watch. No?
Drop-in followed by dunking then all-girl beach fight!
And other uses for three-time champ's foam surfboards…
A full-scale, and permanent, transition is underway as Brazilian surfers dominate the Tour…
"Our ageless prince is just about the most interesting thing that has, and will ever, exist in our strange pastime."
Or should every jet ski should be thrown off a high cliff and the b-grade pros who use them right on top of them, just like that beautiful scene in Hemingway's For Whom the Bell Tolls when they push the fascists off the cliff?
It's not cool, or nice, or casual. Gabby slit the throat of the competition and they still look grey and bled out with the tour three weeks away from kick off.
"Surf writing has never been more punk or more fun!"
"A pressure wave hit me from behind, then a vortex like a whirlpool in front which tipped my board over and sucked me into the ocean. I felt a thud hit my board and the presence of a huge shape in the water."