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Surfer March 2017

We founded Surfer Magazine in 1960 with a mission: to bring our readers a slice of the entire surfing world with each issue. And for over four decades, we've made good on that promise. Every issue of Surfer is packed with spectacular award-winning photos, provocative interviews with the leading pros, and journeys to the coolest undiscovered surf spots. With your order you'll get the Annual Oversized Issue, the Buyer's Guide, and the Hot 100, featuring the world's best new surfers.

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taylor knox, northern baja

Great barrels are fleeting; even the best ones last just a few seconds. But talented surf photographers have the ability to preserve a short-lived ride indefinitely—so you can prove to your friends that it did, in fact, happen. Take this shot of Taylor Knox at one of his favorite Baja beachbreaks, for example. “This was a rare bird,” says Knox. “When I first dropped in, I thought the wave was going to clamp down or hit me in the head, but I was able to pump around the first part and pull up into it. Then it just took off. Luckily I had that pump into the barrel, because it really set me up with a lot of speed to get blown out of that thing. I’ve never been spit…

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along for the ride

As surfers, we all share a deep hunger to venture into uncharted territories, and the same can be said for surf photographers. As surfing expands globally, and social media steadily increases the demand for quality imagery, surf photography is evolving as an art form. There are more talented photographers veering off in more unique directions than ever before, each one carving out their own niche in the genre. Take Matt Clark, for example. He defies the expectations put on most surf photographers, focusing on his home coast of New York—a place where few would see the potential for dreamy surf imagery. But by staying local, and honing his craft in harsh winter conditions, he’s managed to find and capture beautiful moments amongst the chaos (“Showcase,” pg. 62). On the other side of…

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screen, i wish i knew how to quit you

I still don’t really know whether science fiction imitates real life or if it’s the other way around. Would the tech world design autonomous cars, terrifyingly capable robot soldiers, and handheld devices relaying endless data if those things hadn’t been dreamt up by visionary and (probably) drug-addled sci-fi writers in years past? Or are the futuristic products and services that we live with today simply inevitable technological advances? More importantly, are such shifts necessarily good for our physical, mental, and cultural well-being? These may seem like questions better suited for philosophers than surf-magazine writers, except our surfing lives are gradually being reshaped by these advances—especially by the proliferation of social media. One of the most baffling symptoms of this culture shift is many surfers’ strange compulsion to post photos of their…

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thomas campbell 47, filmmaker/photographer/artist

Surf films are better when it’s clear that people are having a really f--king good time surfing. I think that’s why we do this. Jack Coleman nailed it in his latest movie, The Zone. Those guys are just ripping in their own weird way, riding finless boards and soft-tops and having a blast. You can watch someone surf for two minutes and know whether or not you’re inspired by them. It’s really simple. If I like the way someone surfs, I get really excited about the opportunity to work with them. I feel the same way about artists and musicians. I’m really thankful that I’ve gotten to work with a lot of people who inspire me Working redundantly in anything does not breed excitement. I’ll spend six months painting or getting ready…

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defending paradise

PHOTOS BY RYAN CRAIG Most days the caramel-colored shores of El Mix are like a postcard in motion, with a backdrop of azure A-frame peaks being groomed by offshore winds, framed by palm and almond trees swaying gently along the sand’s edge. In the pristine grasslands of Playuela that front El Mix, you typically don’t see much besides the tropical flora and fauna that reside there. But today was different. A warm stickiness hung in the afternoon air as throngs of protestors gathered in the dirt parking lot of El Mix. Spanish proclamations blared through megaphones while surfers and local community members waved Puerto Rican flags and signs scrawled with messages saying “Nuestras playas no se venden!” which translates to, Our beaches are not for sale! At the front of the group, three…

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california’s lost bliss

Woody Woodworth, newly minted Orange County, surf photographer, warmed our hearts with a 1974 SURFER article called “Rubber Duck.” He was 22 years old. First thing he’d ever published. Just snuck up on everybody with this winning little first-person article about mat riding. Rafting. We all knew about rafting, of course. It’s what you did in third grade, before your parents let you get a real stick. And that was as far as it went. I mean, Gerry Lopez did not ride a mat. Tourists did. “Uncool” would be the “Family Feud”– winning word for how we felt about surf mats. Hold that thought for a moment. People look back fondly on surfing in the ’70s, and I will say that it was a handsome period; the sport was collectively 15…