Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Jordan Alport digitally sent these two New Yorker articles through today. Dating back to the August 24 & 31, 1992 editions, they are some the little warning droplets of what would be the inevitable avalanche that would hit the cultural awareness of San Francisco surfing in the nineties. My own time in SF in the middle of that decade was hardly fruitful in the surfing sense, lazy as I was, content to surf the odd OB small day between trips back down the coast. In many ways they were lost years. But perhaps that all serves a purpose.

2 comments:

seek/find said...

i love that article. i love the way he depicts his relationship to surfing/ his fellow surfers. his addiction, his reluctance to be addicted, etc. such a nice portrait of a place in time.

Toddy said...

I just read it last night on a flight.
Super great writing. An instant classic in surf journalism when it was published, I'm sure.
I've also hear there was some acrimony caused by some of the depictions, but the whole thing seemed a positive portrait in most ways...