By the end of the 1990s, tow surfing had been exported to Maverick’s, and surfers there were soon catapulting themselves into waves nearly equal in size to those at Jaws—more evidence that a good part of big-wave surfing’s future would be motor-driven. At the same time, as familiarity settled in, the corresponding thrill of the whole tow-in enterprise began to drop incrementally. The breakthrough from 30- to 40-feet had been stunning. Jumping to 60-feet and beyond was merely astounding—and mo...
Chapter 8:
The Ride of Your Life
- Is Surfing Hip? /
- Lisa Andersen Surfs Better Than You /
- Killer Cute /
- Kelly Slater is Just Warming Up /
- Rebel for Hire /
- I Believe I Can Fly /
- A Monster in Half Moon Bay /
- Mark Foo's Last Ride /
- Open Throttle /
- Laird Means Lord /
- Tahitian Scream /
- A Webcam for Every Wave /
- Last Call for Print Media /
- Taylor Steele Likes it Rough /
- Searching for the Perfect Phrase /
- Hollywood Tries Again /
- Thirty is the New Twenty /
- Andy Irons' Poetic Fury /
- The Beast and Beyond /
- A Dance with the Past /
- Foam is Dead, Long Live Foam /
- Nature Gets a Makeover /
- Surf in a Box /
- The End of History /
