During the late 1970s and early 1980s, Cheyne Horan garnered acclaim as the messiah of a 'New Surfing' in a feature article by SURFING Magazine. Andrew Kidman engages in a rare interview with surfing visionary Cheyne Horan about surfing's evolution.
Black Hole Transmissions
I wrote this book some years ago when I got sober. It was the first time I was able to write about the past with clarity. It’s a story about a boy that plays with flowers and can look into the sun without going blind. This is Chapter One.
It’s a blend of surprise and joy to encounter a young writer who can sketch a vivid mise-en-scène and be new enough to the craft to be an un-self-conscious narrator. Meet Joshua Hoffman, 23-years-old, who at 19 migrated in a rusty old van to the Tweed Shire from Adelaide.
Harken back to the close of pre-URL Hawaii. The Honolulu Advertiser comes to your house every day. No Craigslist, cell phones, webcams, or social media. Only landlines and the coconut wireless. You can see Israel Kamakawiwoole at the Waikiki Shell.
Herein, Black Hole Transmissions focuses on 1984. To wit: Mark Occhilupo's fall, and Cheyne Horan's rise, stemming from entwined negative and positive impacts in the same movement.
I flunked algebra in the 7th grade. The latest issue of Surfer Magazine fit neatly hidden behind my Introduction to Algebra textbook, and I was reading all about The Forgotten Island Of Santosha...
Andrew Kidman shares a personal philosophy of tending to sacred flames while exploring the profound connection between fire, trees, and the echoes of nature.
The Don was waiting there for decades in a dim and cobwebbed alcove at Burford Reinforced Plastics in southern Queensland, waiting for us to wake up to ourselves. The Don... through the gaudy Echo Beach years it waited, salvo after salvo of polka dots fired at it but it refused to topple.
Join Andrew Kidman on a South African escapade with Derek Hynd back in 1995. Along the way, you’ll be privy to the squirrel’s nest of surprises that arise from hanging out with Hynd.
Derek Hynd vividly recounts his experience being mentored by Terry Fitzgerald, sparked while surfing a spot linked with Terry’s legacy. At this surf break, Derek muses over crowd dynamics, recent changes in the wave, and the paradox of safety in surfing.
In this poignant tale, Dave Parmenter reflects on travels with Brian Keaulana as well as life experiences with Rell Sunn. The story delves into Rell's battles with sharks and cancer, highlighting unwinnable scenarios and the quest for more time.
It’s a Saturday morning in the winter of 1994. I’m ten years old. An offshore wind carries the blunt smell of industry across the Hunter Valley and down to the inside bowl of one of the local reefs.
Before getting to the catalyst — the most successful gentleman in Manly in 1911 blowing his head off with dynamite at a males-only artists’ camp of his own founding — a stage to set.
Jeffreys Bay, 1995. Into his 60's, Miklos Sandor Chapin Dora has seen, done, been it all. He is the one God of surf. Conservatively, 999 in every 1000 lives of surfers over the last 60 years exist solely due to this one person.
“Awwwwww there goes Big Rog.” Flippy Hoffman growling, sitting on his deck off the sand at Pupukea. The surf had been dismal. Waist-high slop rolled in like the day before and the week before that.