In This Issue

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Mik
A Different Kind of Fire
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Mick Fanning possesses the most refined act on tour. He’s ridiculously talented, mentally unflappable in the water, rides perfect boards shaved to the millimetre, is perpetually well dressed and adorned to his sponsors requirements, handles media like a pro and possesses the rarest gift of all, a ferocious competitive fire that gives him the ability to win … continuously.

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Surf City Views
Between points and ales

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No place on earth is quite like it. The air is thick with the scent of wax and resin, the easy surf banter has an undercurrent of surf-elitism and so many of the wide-eyed locals look as if they have been hypnotised by staring too long at spinning tubes. It spawns surfing champions and inspires craftsmen to build the best wave-tools on the planet; at the same time making way for others to exploit the limitless fun. Once a year the Gold Coast is also the hallowed venue upon which the world’s best surfers descend with their minds full of ‘hollow’ expectations and competitive aspirations. They become the central performers in a festival, which on a daily basis spans the honest surfing intentions of daybreak to the debaucherous meanderings of after-midnight.

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The 2015 Tracks Wetsuit Test
Tracks sends six surfers into remote Tasmania to test and rate this season’s winter wetsuits.
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Anyone had a good look at the features available on wetsuits these days? Here’s a sample: “SupraTex” “DryMax” “FreeFlex” “Yulex” “Nexkin” “TechnoButter” “Flashbomb” “FuseFlex” “E4” “V-Foam” … With names like these, you’d think you’d stumbled into Unilever’s chemical lab or across the product catalogue for Sexpo. It’s a bit overwhelming, but never fear, over the following pages we’ll decipher this wetsuit code, and fill you in on how these features will be making your surfs that much better this winter.

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Going Mad
How The Mad Hueys became the new Gods of the Gold Coast

By: Luke Kennedy
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Go for a wander along a Gold Coast beach, down to its fishing marinas or through one of its many malls and you will soon realise that many of its citizens have gone “Mad”. Everywhere you look there is someone decked out in a Mad Hueys kit. On building sites the workers wear the trademark black singlets like a uniform that hints at things more fun than hammering in nails. Processions of surfers do the walk-around back to Snapper with their salt-water-soaked Mad Hueys shirts crinkling across their shoulders. Fishermen embrace a label that carries the suggestion of much more than the utilitarian garments on offer at the tackle and bait store. Go down to Coolangatta’s Little Mali café, where all the top-flight tour grinders get their java, and there’s Hawaiian pro Ola Eleogram rocking a Mad Hueys shirt while he’s in town. I’m not sure who Ola’s sponsors are but he is happy to roll a Hueys shirt. He’s also married to Roxy girl, Monyca Byrne Wickey, one of the most glamorous women in surfing. The Hueys sling Ola a shirt or two that he wears while he’s out with Mon’ and, voila, they appropriate a little easy-earned sex appeal for their own brand.

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