Being Tracks readers you’ll know that the three maxims inscribed on a column in the forecourt of the Temple of Apollo at Delphi; ‘know thyself’, ‘nothing to excess’ and ‘surety brings ruin’.
Now old Apollo, whose impressive business card has him as God of archery, music, dance, truth, healing and diseases, the sun and light and poetry, also had prophecy under his watch.
As a gang of 40 or so surfers, photographers, filmers, marketeers and journalists boarded the 177-foot, 33-cabin, 100-person dining room Yasawa Princess, Apollo must have foreseen nothing good could come from this.
This was 2005 and the last Tracks’ trip of my six-year tenure. Red Bull had assembled its all-star cast for a 10-day exploratory mission of the southern Fiji Atolls. Andy, Bruce, Mick, JOB, Ian Walsh,…
