Surfboard design rocketed forward in the postwar years. It was a group effort, but Bob Simmons, a knobby misanthropic engineer from Pasadena, was the person who got things started. Simmons was strange, brilliant, and experimental, permanently ungroomed, and often angry—he once answered some bullying by a group of Palos Verde Cove locals by splitting open the decks of their hollow boards with an ax. He died by surfing misadventure at a young age, which helped secure his place in the top rank o...
Chapter 3:
Malibu Swing
- Freezing the Moment with Doc Ball /
- A Touch of Glamour /
- Bob Simmons, Gnarled Genius /
- Darrylin, Oh Darrylin /
- The Magic Wave /
- Velzy's Pig /
- Dewey Weber, Hotdog Jesus /
- Tubesteak Abides /
- A Rebel for All Seasons /
- The Valley Cometh /
- Hawaii Calls /
- Rocket to Makaha /
- Buzzy Trent, King of Beasts /
- Surfing's Beat Generation /
- France and Peru Join In /
- A Restart for Australia /
- A Farewell to Clubs /
- Bud Browne Presents /
- Point Surf '58 /
- The Viking King of Mead Hall /
- An Exorcism at Waimea /
Bob Simmons, Gnarled Genius
Surfing was an empirical pursuit for Simmons. He never daydreamed about Waikiki, or strummed a ukulele, or wore a Hawaiian shirt. He just wanted a better, faster board, and to that end he attacked furiously with numbers and formulae.