A very good chance to contrast and compare with newly minted, and almost retired, world champ Gabriel Medina.
If you don't fall asleep there's plenty to look at…
How many times have we seen Mason, from Sunset Beach, clinging to his flying trapeze, every fibre of his skin at breaking point?
"I'm bullshit proof!"
A gift, I don’t think is overstating things, from the media house of John John Florence and the makers of the inclusive surf-hijab, Florence Marine X.
Mason Ho solo surfs wild point wave near site of upcoming WSL contest!
Magic lurks around every corner if you leave yourself available to it.
The season of darkness and light.
Russell is twenty-four years old, diminutive and old world, with a tight mouth and very plain-face that have the ferocity of an angry cuckold, a cranky Italian denied his lunchtime siesta.
When a man's poor he's hungry for everything, not only for bread. And so he becomes a surfer from necessity, from ambition.
Tiny empty tubes for happy Hawaiian…
Fantastic, by any imaginable standard…
Who don't love a little rock?
The tear-jerking conclusion of a wonderful six-part series…
"And they have friends. Friends they give surf reports to. Friends they surf with, and they laugh with each other and they surround me with their youthful exuberance."
Being a two-time world champion in your field grants one a certain license to naval gaze.