Aussie flamboyance was the rule for the generation of pros who came of age in the 1980s. Gary Elkerton told an interviewer that his American counterparts were “a bunch of softcocks.” Seventeen-year-old Mark Occhilupo, in his first Surfer portrait, grinned like a jack-o-lantern while caressing a bottle of champagne tucked into his jacket. Sydney surf journalist John Witzig fondly remembered young Tom Carroll reacting to his first Surfabout heat-draw by “jumping three feet into the air, roaring...
Chapter 7:
Long Division
- Return of the Longboard /
- Simon Anderson and his Mighty Thruster /
- Surf and Destroy /
- Terror from Below /
- The Unsinkable Tom Carroll /
- An Explosion of Talent /
- Tom Curren's Mile of Style /
- How to Turn a Circus into a Riot /
- I Predict Waves in Your Future /
- Cult of the Surf Photographer /
- Video Killed the Surf Movie /
- Waves for Sale /
- Surf Boom Redux /
- Terminally Hip /
- Super-Sizing the World Tour /
- Somebody Should Do Something /
- Surfers vs Apartheid /
- Make Room at the Top, Obrigado! /
- The Last Big Wave /
- Eddie Aikau's State of Grace /
- A Beloved Rival /
Tom Curren's Mile of Style
Tom Curren's surfing, even at a young age, was stylish to the point of being ethereal. By 1982, it looked as if he’d already booked a place in surfing Valhalla, next to Blake, Dora, and Lopez.