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IN THIS ISSUE... APRIL 2010 Features: FLESH AND FOAM Tow surfing is dead. Long live the paddle-in. ...with a little help from Eddie, paddle-surfing answers back to the tow-surfing phenomenon INTRODUCTION BY BEN BUGDEN  TRIBAL SCENERY Michael Kew travels Madagascar’s cyclone coast. The city’s abattoir attracted them, he said. It pumped fresh blood straight into the Indian Ocean.“I see many shark here. Many big shark, small shark. Tiger, hammerhead, zambezi [bull]. Dis place, we have most shark in Madagascar.” He was Rija, a slight fisherman, 61 and ancient for a man from an island where humans mostly missed the twilight of their 50s. He was equally rare in his English-speaking ability since he had never left Madagascar — he’d spent his entire life fishing offshore in the vicinity of Toamasina, the island’s largest port, a place so infested with sharks that ocean swimming had been banned. A bloody seashore was no place to surf, either, which is why after deplaning from Réunion I immediately exited Toamasina, the former French colonial resort city, and vanished into the bush  THE PHILIPPINE DREAM Ian Bird takes you through the fantasy islands that are the Philippines I first heard about the Philippines four years ago when my best mate Adam Van Nooten was taken there on a trip by our good mate Struan Wallace. He was only meant to go for a fortnight but didn’t end up coming home until six weeks later. And within a day or two of him being back our next trip was already planned and as soon as we had saved up enough money we were on our way. Every place we explored seemed to just turn on for us. We were blown away with the quality of the waves, the lack of crowds and the beauty that surrounded each spot. Before we knew it we were extending our visas. We didn’t ever want to leave. .  WHISKY WINS Sampling lime barrels and whiskey in the British Isles. “Don’t you know Islay offers more than whisky, Michael?” She was a red-eyed coffee drinker, a kombucha brewer, an organic juice squeezer, a rare Scottish hippie—possibly an ex-drug addict—working the reception desk of my Port Charlotte hostel. She was pale, Meryl Streep-ish, about 35, wearing a purply tie-dyed T-shirt, brown leather sandals, a long blonde ponytail, no bra, no makeup, jangly earrings, tight black jeans, and large oval eyeglasses that telescoped the center of her face.  A LITTLE MADNESS TO BE FREE Inside the mind of Jack McCoy. The working title for Jack McCoy’s 25th surf film gives an indication of the ease and general smooth-sailing that has been a feature of the project. Somewhere between its inception and the beginning of the editing process it became known as The Last Surf Movie. The reason for the prophetic-sounding title is that, after twenty years of shooting for surf companies, McCoy is finally making the film he’s always wanted to make. And it’s going to be big. Maybe be too big. “I feel like I’ve bitten off my more than I can chew and I’m chewing like crazy,”  THE INNER SANCTUM The making of the modern grom. There was a time when a surfing child prodigy could easily find themselves cast adrift in a pro surfing scene filled with more pit-falls than impressionable young minds could cope with. Names like Nicky Wood and Jason Buttonshaw spring to mind. Sponsors are far more careful with their shooting stars in the modern era. No-one wants to be held responsible for the demise of a gifted adolescent. More to the point, companies realise that if they want to maximise the return on increasingly large junior surfing investments then they have to nurture the talent. An all-important part of that milk and cookies before bed process is the surfing team house.  Buzz: TOP GUNS Mavericks makes paddle-in history. OH MY LORD! Lennox Heads’ first ever World Tour qualifier. DONNY DIGS THE BLUES Donavon Frankenreiter talks gigs, kids and Kirra. WANNA BET? An alternative way to make money from surfing. THIS IS DANI The hottest plumber you’ve ever seen. COSMIC SURF WARS Chapter 13: Hell. Good Oil: THE SHIPS GRAVEYARD The right-hand points where ships go to die. THE ORIGINAL DRIFTER Jim Banks reflects on years of Indo wanderings and more to come. THE TIME TRAVELLER A surfer becomes an FBI experiment gone wrong. A SURF ODYSSEY 2020 Where will your next surf trip be in 10 years time? MAKING TRACKS 40 years of ‘discovering’ waves. STRAIGHTENING THE CURVE Nigel Annesley explains the parabolic stringer. A C*NT OF A LIFE Rod writes his memoirs. NUDE TOUR CANCELLED The ultimate anti-corpo competition gets brought down by the man. |
Comments (2)
Thursday, 25 February 2010 11:58
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brent
awsome wave
Wednesday, 02 December 2009 10:43
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JD
Where's the Annette girl isn't she the Chiko roll chick?
