“Oh yeah, you’re makin’ a mag, hey? Gonna fill it with patchouli oil, dreamcatchers, ecqualitarian stuff, and some bloody single fins or somethin’?!’’ says a fella down the beach.
Well, yes, there are a few single fins in here, some relevant feminist musings, and we may or may not have put in some subliminal dreamcatchers and hippy gypsy spells too. Our “scratch and sniff” idea for the patchouli oil? Well, that didn’t get the nod, but whatever...
As completely pumped as we were to be given the honour of weaving a whole issue of Surfing World, we were equally nervous about doing a good job of it and not delivering something completely cliché.
At the core of what you hold in your hands here is our stoke for surfing, and…