Yurra wanhtharra surfing gals, guys, gurus, groms and grandmasters, and welcome to the “summer” edition, bookending Surfing Life’s 40th anniversary year.
Twenty-twenty-five cops a once-in-a-lifetime visit from TC Alfred—sounds more like the name of a 19th-century poet than the storm-swigging, indecisive, rambunctious landscaper who tore roofs off homes, rattled windows, turned powerlines into electric whipping eels, and renovated the south-eastern coastline into scantily-sanded shores. Mother Nature’s reprimand makes human ego recoil, remembering how speck-like we are in comparison. And the reminder of death’s inevitability summons our primal yowl.
Without power for days—weeks—meant no doomscrolling or show bingeing, eating camp-style-cooked meals, and “gulp” asking strangers for help.
Yet, natural disasters summon us to step up in soul-stirring triumph.
Community spirit and generosity are resuscitated, and local rebels are celebrated on land…