A lay-day report from Fiji, where there was a total lack of swell and a broken Wi-Fi router
The Wi-Fi has crashed and the world has stopped dead. Grown men wander Namotu Island waving their phones at the sky, sweeping the air for a crumb of signal, the anxiety that Instagram feeds are scrolling by unchecked gnawing away at their very being. There are no interrupting Skype chats. There are no swell forecasts.
What does Carissa Moore's win at the Rip Curl Pro tell us about women's surfing?
There was a sausage sizzle going on at Bells today. Not the metaphorical kind–it was the women’s final day–but up in the judges booth a tray of sausage sandwiches were brought out to celebrate the departure of Max Wells, Bells long serving contest director, who’s been feeding the cheap and dubious Australian staple to contest
Mick Fanning defeats Adriano De Souza at the Rip Curl Pro for his fourth Bells trophy
We saw the future of surfing today, and their names were…Mick Fanning and Adriano De Souza?! Yes, it’s hard to believe that in this era of the 24-hour surf-star cycle, in a week where we’ve anointed Filipe Toledo as the most revolutionary surfer since John Florence last week, we’ve gone back to where it all
A new guard takes hold at Bells
As I sit here scratching away at the keyboard, John John Florence is surfing and no one seems to care. It sounds as crazy as it is. There is a rabid mob outside–largely Brazilian teenagers but of several stripes and creeds–gathered around Filipe Toledo. The young Brazilian replaces a young Hawaiian who replaced another young
Round 2 runs and Matt Wilkinson rises at Bells
I remember the first morning Wilko rolled into the surfer’s area for his first heat on tour at Snapper Rocks. He literally did roll in, wearing a pair of second-hand rollerblades and a top hat he jived in ready to add some life to what was an increasingly bland pantomime.
The Rip Curl Pro at Bells is a glorious slow burn
As we watch on, Mason takes off on the Rincon boil, races, then launches a huge inverted frontside air. Thing was everything we love about Mason’s surfing. Pops watches on, head already in the heat. “Yeah, but it’s gonna be tough against the champ,” he cools. “Well,” I offer, “he’s gonna have to knock the champ out. You don’t beat the champ on points.”
The five greatest Bells surfers of all time, according to Maurice Cole
Filipe Toledo takes the Quik Pro trophy, and Carissa Moore claims the Roxy Pro crown.
Now with Gabe Medina as Tahiti and Fiji and World Champ and Filipe Toledo the new champ of Snapper Rocks, I for one welcome our new Brazilian surfing overlords.
High drama unfolds at the Quik Pro
You’ve seen Ghostbusters right? The scene where the people of New York becomes so downright eggy with each other that a river of ectoplasmic ooze starts flowing beneath the streets, the bad vibes bubbling away under the city, the whole place just waiting to blow? Well, today the whole show at Snapper blew. A fresh
The Quiksilver Pro Gold Coast slogs through Round 2
Mick needn’t have worried. If the bantamweight conditions made him vulnerable, it was far worse for Dane Reynolds. Mick zinged down the point, joining the dots and looking great, while Dane went looking for sections that weren’t there. Mick won easy.