boat-builders, sailors, stories of the roaring 40’s
They are unlike surfers these men, they never talk about loving the sea.
Posts from the ‘Works’ Category
May 19
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the youngest daughter
Me and a pretty young kid, and there’s the wall over there with youngsters about her age on the game and waiting on a slow death for about ten bucks a toss. What a bloody nightmare that joint is.
Tasman gales and the sea roads to eternity
Bellows of rain filled tempest swept inland from all seaward points of the compass.
why surfers aren’t clever, written by one
The surfer, in his boundless mothersea, holds sacred the one square metre of rootless swirl that separates him from the several out of town oafs who have paddled out and surrounded him.
gary and the perfumed girl with a coin
She fills her short skirt with health and hurry and she fiddles and fiddles with her coins and notes. Gary sits up shakingly erect and his black-toothed smile would scare off a Corso rat.
the bloke on a bike on bangalow road
Nowadays every bloody car on the road is up your exhaust like male dogs testing each other for signs of Proestrus, never mind the scenery.
sons of gallipoli
We travel through the landscape like a man stamping through an empty house of fragile windowed walls
ben buckler, ben the bumpy – the hero wave
Ben Buckler, the world's bumpiest wave. A condensed appraisal.
Lobster Omelet with Mace & Red Peppercorns
A big man, tanned and snowy haired, he has spent four days in solitary sport amongst the massive south swell that has swept up the coast
the rhodesian swimmer
Years ago somebody put names to those two boulders that define the way out off the Mona Vale pool when the conditions are too big to contemplate paddling out from the beach.
the fight, an english beating, unpunctuated.
Everyman should know what a brutal beating entails, if he's fortunate enough to remember the details.
cape horn, ear rings and eating with your feet on the table
That suave chap over there drinking a soy caff lat with skim - the one with an ear ring - he needs respect.
tangiers in 1964, without punctuation. the dancing boys.
so we wandered away deeper into this city that william s burroughs loved so hard looking for any imprint kerouac made but beaches aren't solid on permanence are they.
surfers who work ~ drugs of choice
The taking of drugs during the working day is completely unacceptable and is not condoned by the writer, except ..... /read on
the nimbin route from byron
The Hippy buses from Byron to Nimbin - an observation of the life within.
the balconies
So hard to resist the welcome breath of a summer north-easter, and the allure of that bone white arc of Bondi.
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