The Flyer: The Prodigal Son
“What’s that fool doing?” said the driver of the work ute to his mate.
“What’s that fool doing?” said the driver of the work ute to his mate.
A little bit of Australian-made jingosim and a whole lotta innovation.
A short riff on stories in surfing.
A short story about timidity at Cape Solander.
The Aussie leg of the CT was an experiment in expedience, yet in Morgan Cibilic it unveiled a surfer of substance.
The surf's been pumping but I haven't been missing it...yet.
"Sharp loss of altitude, ground approaching fast."
Unreconstructed thoughts about twin fin hostility.
"It was International Women's Day last Monday and I didn't celebrate it."
Not only do I disagree with the big fella, but I disagree with him on two fronts.
A week of choppy water, snap changes, and unsettling conditions comes to a rest.
Ambushed by size, the gang pushed their limits.