Splendour In the Grass hits the North Byron Bay Parklands from July 25 - July 27 and as always the bill is gang busters, it might even make you jelly wee in your pants a little bit. If you're going to try and lock in a ticket then this is what you'll need to know: 


General Public Tickets for Splendour In the Grass 2014 go on sale at 9am AEST on Friday 2 May through and 1300 GET TIX (438 849).

The full line up is: 

Outkast (Only Aus Show)
Two Door Cinema Club (Only Aus Show)
Lily Allen
Interpol (Only Aus Show)
Foster The People
Angus & Julia Stone
City And Colour
London Grammar
Vance Joy
Darkside (Only Aus Show)
Ben Howard
Hoodoo Gurus
Chvrches (Only Aus Show)
The Jezabels
Wild Beasts
Danny Brown (Only Aus Show)
First Aid Kit
Violent Soho
The 1975
Ball Park Music
Art Vs Science
Buraka Som Sistema (Only Aus Show)
The Preatures
Parquet Courts (Only Aus Show)
Sticky Fingers
Peking Duk
Sky Ferreira
Future Islands
Courtney Barnett
DZ Deathrays
The Strypes
Hot Dub Time Machine
The Kite String Tangle
Mikhael Paskalev
Wave Racer
The Acid
Circa Waves
Dustin Tebbutt
The Head And The Heart
Darren Middleton
Little May
D.D Dumbo
Tkay Maidza
The Creases
The Wild Feathers
Chrome Sparks
Mas Ysa
Nick Mulvey
Triple J Unearthed Winners

More info at the Splendour site here.


And as always the bill is gang busters.

This short film is about 60-year-old skateboarder Neal Unger. Skating at 60 is big time. When you factor in the concrete, the lack of water and the dodging of kids on Razor scooters, it's the equivalent to surfing at the age of 170. You might remember Neal from the colourful Sabre eyewear magazine advertisements that were common to surf titles through the 00s. At the time, as it still kinda would today, featuring Gandalf the Grey modelling your product stood out. 

I remember when flicking through a surf mag one day my friends suggested that Sabre's use of his particular grand daddy steeze was some sort of gimmick, but not me, I knew. I felt smart cultured and even worldly for some reason as I'd smugly inform them that he was actually a pro skater and genuine member of the brand's team. Knowing stuff used to make you seem cool and it still does. Until you get to 60 that is, then just remembering anything would be pretty freaken cool. 


You might already be 60, but you're not, because 60 year olds don't use the internet. If you are in your 60s then well done for not fearing the ones and zeros.

Remember the best day of competitive surfing ever ever ever? French Magazine Desillusion sure do because they were there and they made a movie about it. Pipeline Brah! Catch just one wave and you're a star.

Remember when Mick surfed two buzzer beater heats in a row to beat Kelly for the title in pumping pipe pits? Remember on that same day how, despite losing the title, Kelly still went on to beat John John in the final? Exciting wasn't it? No it was not actually. When you take various moments from that day, take all the colour out and show them in random order cut to spooky music turns out it isn't exciting at all. Just scary and beautiful in a moody way. But mostly scary.

Le diable probablement

Remember the best day of competitive surfing ever ever ever? French Magazine Desillusion sure do because they were there and they made a movie about it.

We have another episode of surf radio madness ready for your ear holes. This episode features:

What a Margaret River Masters it was. What didn't it have? Man turns, man eaters, man jumping out of lip, man jumping out of Box, and man, did De Souza suck out there. Jed and Vaughan-Dead break it down in all its cosmic glory.

LAWSUIT! Say hello to a different kind of shark surf fans. The future of Australia's Surfing Life is in jeopardy, a writer and a magazine are looking at 200k in damages for one dumb, allegedly racist word, and rightly or wrongly surfing enters the warped world of litigation. Wooooah-wooooah-woooooah!

Ben Brown, the iconic Australian surfing and skate punk artist, musician, skater/surfer joins us for the duration of the show. He plays us a few of tracks (he is the frontman of the legendary surf and skate punk outfit the Hellmenn) and suffers an interview about his life, art, surf culture and time he spat in Jed Smith's face. 

Honorable Mentions: Michel Bourez wins contest, doesn't know how to celebrate: what is a passable claim these days? The very Australian art of Slab Surfing. Yo Pat Parnell WTF is a "tube turkey"? Ben Brown spits in a four year old Jed Smith's face than tows him into a fight with Bobby Martinez. And so, so much more.

Aint that swell S02E03

We have another episode of surf radio madness ready for your ear holes. Margarets, lawsuits and special guest art world extraordinaire Ben Brown.

It's not always beachside hotels and champagne showers for Jordy Smith, take a look at this edit capturing Jordy Smith’s time in Western Australia as he ventures off the beaten path for waves and gets his game face on to compete in one of the most unique events on the WCT, the Margaret River Pro.

Jordy Smith Goes South West

It's not always beachside hotels and champagne showers for Jordy Smith, take a look at this edit capturing Jordy Smith’s time in Western Australia.

Morgan Maassen is a dear contributor to Surfing World. But because Surfing World can’t publish clips in its magazine because they won’t move like they do on screens until magic exists we’ve been unable to run this work. So bask your eye jellies in the film work of Maassen.

Morgan Maassen's "Water"

Morgan Maassen is a dear contributor to Surfing World. But because we can’t publish clips in our magazine because they won’t move like they do on screens until magic exists we’ve been unable to run this work.

The people who’ve adorned Surfing World’s covers over 51 years are each caught in a moment of their lives – almost invariably the peak of their careers, and their physical prime. Appearing in portrait, in a barrel or high above a lip, the image is only ever a moment in a life. How the surfer got there – and where they went next – is a fascinating thing to explore.

In the late 80s and early 90s Beau Emerton was the country’s greatest surfing prodigy. Growing up in Forster, by 15 he was already a regular on global surf trips and the envy of all groms when he appeared alongside the Hot Tuna girls in their Back to School marketing campaigns. Once on Tour he quickly became a much-loved personality and his career was punctuated with memorable 10-point rides in giant barrels and a lone WCT win in 1997.

SW: Do you remember your SW cover? 
BE: I remember it clearly. It was a surf trip to Tonga with Rob Bain and Dog Marsh. I think it was one of the only covers I had in my entire career, so yeah, I remember it well.

Actually the trip was you, Shaun Munro, Brendan Margieson and Luke Egan.
Ah… that’s right. Ok, I don’t remember anything. But I am looking at a scar on my leg that I got while I was on that trip from when the nose of my board stuck into me. I remember the doctor wouldn’t stitch it up unless I paid him with two yellow fin tuna. Luckily the guy who’d driven me in there had a couple of yellow fin tuna in the back of his truck.

What was your life like around that time?
I was just hitting puberty so I was probably pretty emotional and getting a greasy nose and the odd hair and that sort of thing. I’d been doing pretty well in my surfing at that point, I had good results in the Aussie Titles and had sponsors and some press in the mags so all that was good. At some point around then I did work experience tiling for two weeks with a mate of Dad’s. That’s when I was like, “Nup, this ain’t for me, I’m gonna be a pro surfer.”

You were on Tour for 10 years. How do you look back on that time now?
Best time of my life for sure. I was on the QS for four years then on the CT for six and during that time I made lifelong friends who I still catch up with regularly today. I only had the one WCT win [1999 Billabong Pro on the Gold Coast] but I was grateful to nab that one from Nathan Webster in the final. Although I hear he’s getting married to a super model so who’s the real winner now? Nah, surfing was always good to me and I loved the family it gave me. Oh, I beat Kelly in the final of the US Open too. That was really good.

How’s life today?
I’m in a happy place. I work for Oakley across a range of sports, including surfing, which keeps me in touch with all my mates. I also work with motorsports so that’s a lot of fun and allows me to smell a bit of burning rubber. I’ve got a good little place up at Burleigh Heads too and yeah mate, life is good.

Do you reckon you’ve seen your last SW page one?
100 per cent. The only page one I’ll get these days is on the front of the Forster Advocate. “Former local pro found asleep on golf course.” That’d be big news round home.

- Vaughan Blakey

Catching Up With Beau Emerton

In the late 80s and early 90s Beau Emerton was the country’s greatest surfing prodigy. Growing up in Forster, by 15 he was already a regular on global surf trips and the envy of all groms.

In early 2012, surfer, hair farmer, writer and scum valley scuz wit Jed Smith, started a radio show by the name of Ain’t That Swell. The show’s format is simple: interviews, tunes and informed opinions on all things topical today in the world of surf for roughly 60 minutes available on your streamable airwaves whenever you find the time.

Today, after over a years hiatus, the return of a much different Ain’t That Swell is upon us. Jed’s original co-host, a deep voiced man who said very little ‘Ry-man’, is gone.  A good old fashioned falling out between Ry-Man and Jed has resulted in his absence (and also maybe because he only used his voice box a total of four times in the shows first eight episodes, it’s radio, you have to speak). Despite the conflict Jed has decided to keep the show alive and has invited Surfing World’s very own editor Vaughan Blakey (or Vaughan Dead as he sometimes likes to be called when he’s acting out his reckless alter ego known for drinking cups of tea with two tea bags) to step in and jive some turkey with Jed. 

This return of Ain’t that Swell includes everything from ASP competitor beef to varied discussions on surf cultures outer most dirty and prickly fringes. Settle in and the let the twang of two experienced Aussie surf journalists fill your ear buds with all things relevant to the world of wave riding. 


Everything from ASP competitor beef to varied discussions on surf cultures outer most dirty and prickly fringes. Settle in and the let the twang of two experienced Aussie surf journalists take you for a ride.

For the type of people who post queries on forums about how to tie surfboards to the roof of their car, occy straps appear to be both convenient and credible.

They are not.

They are a vicious hangover from an age when everything was dangerous. A time when the occupants of the family car were variously bouncing around unrestrained, smoking or half-shickered. Or all three. Vehicle interiors were made of sharp metal, windscreens shattered into lethal shards, and given all of these factors, the risk of losing an eye to your roofrack strap was a fairly low preventative priority.

Back in those bad old days, the metal hooks on the ends of the occ grappled perfectly with the cylindrical steel tubes that served as roofrack bars. Nowadays, low profile roof bars are shaped more like aircraft wings, and are incompatible with the hook shape, compelling the user to hook the strap back onto itself. Perhaps as a consequence, the distinctive divots cut by occy straps into the rails of boards have largely disappeared.

Although functionally descriptive, the American term “bungee cord” doesn’t go anywhere near conveying the simple joy of combining an elastic cord and two hooks to solve a tie-down problem, nor the terror of having one detach itself and whip through the air like a dugite under provocation.

It‘s safe to assume that the victims are people standing on the wheel well of the family wagon, tying boards to their car roof and cussing at the stubborn refusal of the $3 strap to give just…one…more…inch…

And that’s when those highly functional hooks become a monstrous liability. A simple image search for “occy strap” on the internet will bring up lots of colourful elastic bands, but it’s also a mugshot parade of grim-faced men with blackened, lacerated or completely destroyed eyes. Occy straps are said to hospitalise more than 500 Australians each year with severe eye injuries: they’ve even caused a fatality. Half of all occy strap injuries occur in holiday periods. It‘s safe to assume that the victims are people standing on the wheel well of the family wagon, tying boards to their car roof and cussing at the stubborn refusal of the $3 strap to give just…one…more…inch…

Testing at UNSW’s Optics and Radiometry Laboratory reveals that the hook is small enough to hit the eyeball directly and can do so at up to 270 kph. Nearly 90 per cent of occy strap eye injuries occur among men, most of whom are under 30. (Other medical research has found that backyard cricket and champagne corks are also leading causes of eye injury.)

Trucking companies and removalists won’t touch them these days, opting instead for a range of ratchet and buckle straps that aren’t elastic and are much stronger. And a note on breaking strain: there is not an occy strap on earth that will secure an upright refrigerator on a four by six trailer in a high wind. Trust me on this.

Contrary to some very lazy etymology, the strap is not named after a powerhouse goofy-footer from Kurnell, but after its fairly dubious resemblance to the tentacles of the octopus. They are still widely sold, and now come with more warnings on them than most high-grade pharmaceuticals, but it’ll never be enough.

Despite this – or perhaps because of it, in some kind of irony-as-fashion parallel universe – Givenchy featured occy straps – worn as belts – in their Autumn/Winter ready-to-wear collection last year. Another striking instance of fashion and common sense parting ways.

Story by Jock Serong, illustration by Nanda Ormond

A Short History of… Occy Straps

For the type of people who post queries on forums about how to tie surfboards to the roof of their car, occy straps appear to be both convenient and credible.

Remember that time Surfing World released a T-shirt? Mike Jennings almost smiled. It was probably the happiest day of his life. Meanwhile, people were ripping their shirts off in the streets, lassoing them around their heads until their nipples became cold and they put on their new Surfing World tee. Everything in the world was right again and stoke-tanks were at full capacity. But then the tees ran out and there were inconsolable nipples everywhere. Well guess what!? The Surfing World tee is back! This time brought to you by our pals - and now your pals - at Reef. Subscribe to Surfing World this month and you'll receive your very own limited edition Reef Surfing World Tee. That's 12 months of the best surfing for your stoke-tank and a brand new tee for your nipples. 

Subscribe here!

Surfing World Tee is back

Remember that time Surfing World released a T-shirt? Mike Jennings almost smiled. It was probably the happiest day of his life.

Wade's gotta be one of the best dudes in surfing. He's just had a little bub, broke his leg and found himself without a major sponsor. But hell, it hasn't stopped him from ripping. While he built a reputation being a mega jump guy, Wade's been riding waves of serious consequence with buddy, Laurie Towner. This is a must-see clip. Turn it on, turn it up and pay thanks to Runamuk Visuals.

def tapes: wade goodall and friends from RUNAMUK VISUALS on Vimeo.

Wade Goodall's Def Tapes

Wade's gotta be one of the best dudes in surfing. He's just had a little bub, broke his leg and found himself without a major sponsor. But hell, he's been ripping.

 We are pleased to announce the winner of our recent competition -Win a Jayco Toy Hauler Caravan.

Aaron Lewtas from Torquay was the lucky winner with this clever answer- Dreaming of the apple isle, Makes me, my wife and daughter smile, A surfing-camping-foodie-coastal, flee, The Jayco Toy Hauler is the key.

Aaron and his family will be picking up the Jayco Toy Hauler shortly from their nearest Jayco dealer in VIC.

A big congratulations to Aaron & his family from Surfing World.

Announcement, Yo!

Jayco Toy Hauler has officially been given away meaning that subscribing to mags really does pay off. What a prize to take on your next surf trip.

Ozzie Wright – aka Ozzie Wrong – lives a couple of headlands over from the SW office. We often see him driving past on the way to Whale Beach with his head out the window and feet on the steering wheel so he can play his ukulele as he goes. Oz is a fantastic surfer and a crafty cat. His house is littered with odd robotic inventions, strange square surfboards, silver unicorn sculptures and freshly baked chocolate and banana cakes. When he makes these things people seem to like them, so we figured, let’s give him his own space in the mag. “Sure,” he said, “what do I have to do again?” Make stuff we told him. “Well I just made a barbecued duck,” he said. Bewdy we told him.

Making Stuff With Ozzie Wrong

Barbecued Duck With A Homemade Flame Thrower

Step 1. The first thing you’ll need is a Grim Reaper outfit but don’t go and spend ridiculous amounts of money at the Halloween store. Simply peel off all your skin so that your skull and bones are clearly visible then wrap yourself in a black silk sheet, you can find one of those on Luke Stedman’s clothesline.

Step 2. Next you’ll need a lighter and an aerosol can (CFC free of course, always think of the environment). Spray the can into the lit flame and voila! Homemade flamethrower capable of cooking duck and burning paintings you’ve done that you hate.

Step 3. Find a duck. There are hundreds of ducks around the Narrabeen lagoon. Don’t flamethrower them though or Davo will kill you. Generally the only ducks I set on fire are ones that trespass on my property. Soon as I see that little yellow leg step over the property line… FWOOOOOSH! Goes the flamethrower and dinner is served.

Step 4. Provide meal to loving family, sleep well as hero of your household.

Photo: Onorati

Ozzie Wrong’s BBQ Duck

In the first installment of Making Stuff With Ozzie Wrong, Oz barbeques a duck with a homemade flamethrower.

SW: Say you could be any video game character, who would it be?
CM: Zelda is the shit. I don’t know why but I just thought he looked like me when I was younger. I think if you were him you’d pull that many chicks and no one would mess with you. He’d have a hell time.

Imagine you’re a cow. Would you be cool with some stranger drinking your breast milk?   
Not really, I wouldn’t be sharing my breast milk with any randoms. Maybe with some friends, just have a few droplets every now and then.

Which number is better, 12 or 37? Why?
I reckon 12, man. When you’re 12 you don’t have a care in the world, you’re doing whatever. The biggest thing in you’re life is Zelda and going surfing. When you’re 37 you’re worrying about being 40 in three years. 

I heard you’re into Dead Moon, but how would you feel if the moon really died?
If the moon died I’d probably be over it. I like the moon, it’s a romantic kinda thing where werewolves come out. I don’t know if the band members would be into me saying that, it’s pretty hypercritical I guess. I love the band though.

You get a wildcard in a CT of your choice, which do you choose and who’s in your first heat?
I’d go to Bells when it’s like 25 feet, the year Simon Anderson won, and I’d have him in my heat and I’d just be sitting out there watching him surf.

You have to choose a tattoo for Noa Deane, but he has to choose one for you. What do you end up doing?
I’d choose a love heart and a VB written in it because he loves VB and over froths on it. And I’m gonna do it too right on my shoulder – the rockstar location!

Interview by Letty Mortensen
Illustration by Nanda Ormond |

Hypothetical: Creed McTaggart

Creed McTaggart would only share his breast milk with his closest friends. “I wouldn’t be sharing my breast milk with randoms.” Creed gets Hypothetical.

Tommy Whitaker was a gun rugby league player as a kid but couldn’t clear the saltwater from his ears and jumped at the chance to make it his living. In 03 he did just that and was an instant favourite on Tour but was often overlooked as any major threat to a Title. His record against The King however is one of the best going round and with a style that oozed class it’s no wonder he still whips snotty groms at QS events. Better yet, he’s still loving the pro surfer dream, holding down a mentoring position with Oakley and was Contest Director at last year’s Oakley Pro Bali. Terima kasih Mista Tom.

SW: Tom, what’s going on? 
TW: Changing dirty nappies, mate. The kids are three-and-a-half and one. I’m still on a pro surfing contract and I’m with the Oakley mentoring team. I look after the guys on the Prime series and try to get them on the big Tour. Then with guys like Sebastian Zeitz and Adam Melling it’s about working on heat strategy and being a big brother to them.  

Speaking of brothers, your older brother is Chris Whitaker, fly-half for the Wallabies for 10 years. That’s quite a sporting family.
My older brother was the sportiest and best of all of us, but he’s got a muscle disorder that’s been deteriorating since he was about 18. We all had natural talent, but not top-line, freakish talent. Chris worked his butt off to get where he did. Same for me. I had to – there were the Nathan Hedges, Phil Macdonalds, all these guys who just won everything. I represented the state in rugby while I was at school but I had to make a choice – I followed my heart. I took that work ethic out of rugby into my surfing. 


Your cover shot is from 2007. Do you remember the session?
Oh yeah. That was a barrel shot, a right. It was down the South Coast with Phil Macca but that’s all I’m going to say. I think it’s a Billy Morris shot. 

What are you most proud of in your competitive career? 
Probably my record against Kelly. I think I had about four or five wins against him – he’ll know – he knows everything. I had a clear understanding of how freakish he was. I went out and made sure I got the best two waves. He might’ve underestimated me, or maybe it was my game plan coming through. I got him at Bells in the quarters. At Mundaka I got a 10 against him. In my eyes, I think he’s the best sportsman in the world. Mick taught me early on about his mental games. If he’s trying to put you off, then he’s playing the game 100 per cent against you – I always took it as a compliment. 

It’s been two-and-a-half years since your last WT event at Trestles in 2011.  Could you re-qualify? 
[Long, long silence] I still dream about it. It’d be fun to go round again with the boys. But realistically I’d have to put in a lot more effort to re-qualify. Now I’ve got my family, my job... it needs a level of selfishness that I won’t give now – my priorities have shifted.

By Jock Serong

Catching up with Tom Whitaker

Whits scored the cover of SW in 07 and we decided to give the ol’ Blue Duck a call. He was vacuuming the house - loudly - and this is what we think he said.

The Judd House, Off The Wall, December 10

Ryan Callinan’s neck hurts. He thinks he did it yesterday while surfing in the Pipe Masters. You’ve heard of it? It’s just some contest they have in Hawaii. He’s not sure how he hurt his neck… he might have done it while he was busy beating Dane Reynolds. No big deal really. Just another day in the life of Merewether’s Ryan Callinan. 

SW: Let’s talk about your long history at Pipe... 
RC: Yeah, my long career at Pipeline. Collectively, over my whole lifetime, it amounts to six hours… and two of those hours were yesterday. 

So I take it you don’t freesurf Pipe a lot?
This year I tried to because I knew there was a chance I’d get in the Pipe Masters field. But even when I was out there it was more about getting my bearings than catching waves. During the big Black Friday swell I paddled out and the crowd was spread out between Second and First Reef, so after each set came I’d shoot back into First Reef and try and get one. I got one, then I got flogged.

What happened?
I took the drop and the spray got in my eyes and I couldn’t see anything. My board was held up in the lip and then next thing I was freefalling. I landed belly-first and got sucked over and bounced off the bottom. Worst wipeout I’ve ever had. 

Did you feel small out there yesterday?
Being out there with two other guys is so different to being out there with a hundred. With a hundred guys you’ve got John John and Jamie sitting out the back and you know where everything is, but when they’re not out there… oh shit. I freesurfed yesterday morning and got one wave and got dropped in on, so that whole time I was just thinking, okay, just three other guys in my heat. 

“My phone nearly exploded. I was scrolling through hundreds of messages. It was rad. MR was saying well done and that I deserved it.”

How did you find out you’d got into the contest? 
I’d heard whispers and rumours from random people but I felt like I was the only person on the North Shore who didn’t know I was in the Pipe Masters. When it was confirmed the first thing I did was go and pick myself in my Fantasy Surfer team. That was cool. I was the cheapest in the field, only $1.5 million, I was a cheap buy. 

How was the reaction from home?
That was cool. [Matt] Hoy sent me a message saying, “Don’t worry, it’s just like big Dixon Park! Go charge!” I got 25 messages as soon as the news broke. Louie [Egan] shook my hand and gave me some advice: “Whatever Pipe guy you have in your heat just follow him. And when you come out of the barrel, do something.”  

Were you thinking about it at night?
Definitely. The first couple of nights I was really excited, but the night before a few doubts started creeping in. 

Like, what if it’s 12 foot?
I think I would have been psyched if it was big. I was speaking to Rainos [Hayes, Billabong’s guy in Hawaii] and he said you almost want it that big. It eliminates Backdoor and you get Second Reef roll-ins. The day before I heard so many mixed reports hearing it was going to be bigger. I was thinking about taking off on that first wave… and what happens if it all goes wrong. 

How did you react when you found out you’d drawn Dane?
Someone told me I had Dane and I went, “Oh, okay.” But then I was kinda psyched, sure, it’s Dane Reynolds but I was more worried about having Sunny or Kahea Hart or someone a little gnarlier who’d tell me this wave was theirs and I would happily agree with them. Then there was the fact that while Dane’s probably the best surfer in the world, he’s not a Pipe specialist.

Have you got Dane posters on your wall? 
I think I used to. To me he’s the best surfer in the world. The first time I met him was cool, cause Craig [Anderson] hung out with him so much, and I went surfing with them one day and I remember thinking how cool that was. Then at the Quiky Pro this year the same day Parko beat Dane in the contest, Dane was at dinner and I walked over and said hi, and I was wearing the Parko World Title shirt with him standing there with his hands in the air. Courtney [Dane’s girl] goes, “That shirt’s a bit inappropriate.” I went, “Oh shit,” and just started mumbling something to Dane about how I didn’t think I’d see you tonight, and then I thought, who says something like that? It was so awkward. The boys were just losing it. 

Did you and Dane talk at all during the heat? 
A bit at the start, but once I got a couple of scores and I was winning I didn’t want to paddle over to him going, “Mate, it’s pumping out here, huh?” And he’s sitting there with a pair of twos. I’m sure people do it, but I didn’t want to be that guy. 

Let’s talk about your Backdoor wave. 
I remember paddling across with priority and Dane was looking at it and the wave looked incredible. I’ve been trying to ride backhand tubes with no hands lately, but I’m not very good at it. Anyway, I let go of the rail to get a pump in, and as I was in there I knew it was the best wave I’ve ever had at Backdoor. I have this bad dream sometimes that I’m inside a backhand barrel and I’m not moving at all, my board has stopped. Most of the time it becomes reality, but I was just flying. The barrel sucked back and I remember Rainos telling me, “If it sucks back it’s going to spit you out,” and suddenly I’m like, shit, here it goes… ahhhhh! I paddled back out knowing it was a good wave, maybe an 8, then the way they announced it on the mic they sounded really excited. I’m like, it can’t be a 10, and they’re like, “Ryan Callinan’s last score is…” and I’m thinking, it’s a 10! Then they go, “…the equal highest score of the day. A 9.3!” Oh well. But I was stoked. For my first heat on the ‘CT that was as good as it could be. 

You must have been a bit more confident when you paddled out an hour later for your next heat against Seabass? 
I was thinking, you know, I might go okay out here. Hmm… imagine a wildcard winning the Pipe Masters! That’d be cool. Next thing I hear the beach announcers go, “Sebastian Zeitz, a perfect 10!” Okay, well so much for that dream. But I was so stoked, I had 80 minutes at really good Backdoor with just a couple of other guys. That was special. 

How was the reaction at home in Merewether?
Incredible, everyone was so stoked. My phone nearly exploded. I was scrolling through hundreds of messages. It was rad. MR was saying well done and that I deserved it. 

You’ve had a whole day to soak it all up, what sense have you made out of yesterday?
It’s hard to say I felt at home in a Tour heat at Pipe, but I didn’t feel out of place either. I didn’t fail spectacularly. It could have been a lot worse. My second heat where I got smoked could have been my first heat, in which case we wouldn’t be sitting here chatting. You’d be writing a story asking, “Why did that guy even get the wildcard?”

Interview by Sean Doherty
Photos. Duncan Macfarlane & Morgan Maassen

Six hours at the Banzai

Ryan Callinan had his first CT as a wildcard in the Pipe Masters. He beat Dane Reynolds. Yep, Dane. But that’s just another day in the life of Merewether's Ry Cal.

Soli Bailey was born in Byron Bay hospital, not as Soli Bailey, but Solomon Bailey, a name in no way inspired by Solomon Grundy the zombie super villain who fights Batman sometimes. Soli learned to surf at The Pass on a single fin. “Dad first put me on a board before I could swim or walk. At The Pass on low tide you get the little runners and he would hold my hands, stand me up on the board and run along with me. As a got a little older Dad would make me ride his single fin he had as a kid at The Pass because he’d be too scared that I’d damage my own board on someone’s head. There’s been too many run-ins out there for me to count.”

Soli Bailey was a scrawny front-rower but ripped into anyone that came his way like the feared and revered honey badger. “I loved rugby league as much, if not more, than surfing. It was everything. The funniest thing is I was one of the smallest and quietest kids on the team and I didn’t have very good ball skills but I would just run as hard as I could and tackle all day long. Then I got knocked out three times in one year and I worked out I was much better at surfing.” 

Soli Bailey is like Ry Craike except he’s not from Kalbarri and doesn’t have a fishing show. “When I learned to surf I was actually goofy but Dad changed me to natural because of all the right points around here. It’s the same thing as Ry Craike.”

Soli Bailey took his girlfriend to O-Sushi in Byron for their first date [insert affectionate sigh here]. “It was so awkward, man. She was expecting a confident, almost arrogant surfer and I was super shy but so was she. Neither of us really would talk… we just shoved nori rolls into our faces so we didn’t have to say anything.”

“When I learned to surf I was actually goofy but Dad changed me to natural because of all the right points around here."

Soli Bailey is starting to attract serious attention but doesn’t want to lose sight of the big picture. “There’s a bit of pressure to get results and nail clips and photos and everything but I just remind myself where I started and why. That’s when you get better, when you’re enjoying it and surfing for the love of it, not because someone needs you to.”

Soli Bailey has two figures in surfing that he worships more than most. “Growing up surfing, it was always Andy. The way he surfed was the most perfect thing I’ve seen. The way he competed, it was everything or it was nothing. As a person that I look up to, I find Rasta a really respectful human. I was surfing with him today and he’s so quiet and doesn’t have a bad bone in his body, he’s confident and happy in himself and I like that in a person.”

By Lucas Townsend

Portraits: Heywood.

Next… Soli Bailey

Soli Bailey was born in Byron Bay, not as Soli Bailey, but Solomon Bailey, a name in no way inspired by Solomon Grundy the zombie villain who fights Batman sometimes.

Phil McNamara is a coaching savant, a man known to sculpt masterpieces out of the rough material of talented young surfers. His clients have included James “Billy” Watson, Jay “Bottle” Thompson and Dave Rastovich, three powerful and individual stylists who also happen to be all-time standouts at Burleigh Heads. And then there’s his flagship client, triple World Champion Mick Fanning. Widely known for his calm authority and his modesty, we were never going to extract a claim from Phil that he was the magic behind Mick’s 2013 campaign, but leaving that aside, there’s much to learn from this particular Sage…

On coaching
Anyone can be coached. Even the most anti-coach, anti-technique surfers have been coached somewhere along the line, because coaching is just about opening a door to learning and experiencing new things. If you’ve ever watched where the local guys jump off the rocks or noticed that the good surfers bend their knees when they turn or even looked at a surf mag and desired what you saw, then you’ve been “coached”. The pathway to learning and experiencing has been opened a bit wider by interacting with another like-minded individual. How narrow you want to go with that assisted learning relationship is a personal preference and not everyone wants to take it to the limit. One of the most satisfying things about surfing is the sense of independence and self-expression we get from it, so I totally understand the need for self-discovery. But you discover a lot more if someone points you in the right direction.  

There has to be a friendship between athlete and coach, to the extent that there needs to be a high level of trust in the relationship, and it’s hard to trust someone who isn’t your friend. But the key to mental preparation is to eliminate doubt. Fear and doubt will kill confidence in a moment. The opposite of doubt is knowledge, so as a coach I focus on helping the surfer eliminate unknowns. Personalities aren’t really a part of that process as long as there is a good attitude to facing your fears and doubts. You’ve got to admit to them before you can work on them.

I always like to keep some distance from my clients, no matter how well a friendship develops. I need to be the one bringing new challenges and encouraging improvement. Your best friend doesn’t really do that. He just likes you as you are. So I can’t be the surfer’s best friend cause it’ll compromise the role I play as a coach.

On Mick
I’m constantly amazed by Mick’s memory and attention to detail when dealing with people. If he’s engaging with someone, he is totally present with them and will remember their circumstances and their “essence” for years afterwards. Especially kids and people who have done it tough. He walks in their shoes for as long as he can, helps them as much as he can, and genuinely values the time he’s had with them. The other “special” gift is his decision-making ability. Under extreme pressure, with huge distractions around him, he can point a laser focus on a problem and make the right choice almost every time. I’m in awe of that.

I’ve never blown up at Mick, but that’s more a reflection on his talents than mine. He very, very rarely disappoints me and he’s never dogged a heat or a training session in his life so you can’t get frustrated with him. But in general I think that coaches yelling at their athletes is ridiculous. It’s just surfing. If there’s a problem, find a solution. If I can’t find a way to stop the mistakes from happening, then it’s time for a new coach, not time to start yelling.

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Opening photo. Macfarlane. Photos above Joli & Taras

Mick Fanning’s Secret Weapon

Phil McNamara is a coaching savant, a man known to sculpt masterpieces out of the rough material of talented young surfers.

In year eleven biology there was this dreary debate about Lamarckian evolution (form follows function), and Darwinian evolution (form determines function). We eviscerated a sad-looking frog. None of us were sure what it all meant: we just wanted to go surfing.

But there must be something in it, because surfboard traction spent years in a tangle of form, function and that random interloper, fashion. Adhesive traction always seemed a good idea: why mess with the constantly shifting grip co-efficients of wax when you could render the traction surface permanent and stable by sticking something grippy onto the deck? But suspicion abounds when surfers are confronted with change. Fashion refused to yield, and Lamarck held all the aces.

In 1976, American Herbie Fletcher had started fooling around with a polyurethane elastomer foam. This could have led him to invent the Pool Noodle, but instead, he found that by blowing the foam in to flat sheets, then sanding the top layer off, he exposed open cells that created suction under pressure. Like, standing on a surfboard pressure. Voila! Adhesive deck grip was born. Its less sociable properties, such as tearing hair and skin off the chest of the unfortunate surfer, took a little while to emerge under testing. If the rash vest had been invented three years earlier than it was, countless nipple shreddings could’ve been avoided.  

Owing to this minor blind spot, grip was applied down the length of the board, catering to front foot as well as back. A quick scan through the surf mags of the early eighties reveals the believers:  in October 1980, Surfer magazine ran a cover shot of Greg Mungle in extremis, midway through a giant forehand hack, with the entire top side of his board covered in adhesive grip. Skate culture may have had a hand in this: no-one would’ve dreamed of limiting griptape to only the back foot of the board.

As designers pushed boards through two fins then three, the need for a back foot point of reference grew apace. The “Astrodeck” team in ‘83 boasted Wes Laine, Willy Morris, Larry Bertlemann, Gary “Kong” Elkerton, Chappy Jennings, Shaun Tomson & Rabbit. But front foot grip stuck in there: among the adherents were Ces Wilson, Stuart Thomas, Matt Cattle, and Dooma Hardman, who won a world title on full length grip in ‘87. As late as ’88, when people were already dreaming of getting live betting odds on mobile phones the size of a frozen lasagne, Barton Lynch won a world title with full deck grip, and accordingly, no chest hair.

But Herb had more tricks up his Wizard’s Sleeve. He saw that his grip product was difficult to apply and that the majority of surfers were habituated to using wax. So he took a cue from punk fashion and started cutting his grip into dots, checkers and day-glo shards. Over here, Gorilla Grip were pumping the “Centre Deck” and “3D Dial Pad”. Herb’s mob responded with kicks, arches and ripples (inspired by running shoes) for superior grip and foot positioning. The promotional terminology that went with these designs evolved even faster than the designs did: wax is still wax (you want cold water or tropical mate?), but deck grip is now a “patented multigridlock high performance foot pad”.

Much like the humble thong, there’s now a market in questionable add-ons, aimed at value-adding these flat rubber slabs: artwork, wax combs, fin keys, beer openers, even shark repellants. But application remains the number-one grievance among surfers. The instructions clearly warn you to give it at least 24 hours, but sticking the stuff onto the board is a job that’s frequently left even later than screwing in the fins. In your hurry to get out of the car/off the boat/away from domestic chores, how many times have you peeled the back, slapped it on, given it a speculative squish with your palms and then watched it floating away after the first decent wipeout? Say what you like about wax, but it’s got a commendable tendency to stay attached to the board.

Story by Jock Serong, illustration by Nanda Ormond from the pages of SW347


A Short History of… Deck Grip

In year eleven biology there was this dreary debate about Lamarckian evolution (form follows function), and Darwinian evolution (form determines function).

Adriano de Souza and Carissa Moore became the ultimate shred lords of the Hurley Australian Open of Surfing today, taking out the coveted 6-star event at Manly Beach. De Souza was so commanding in competition - particularly with his work above the lip - that he actually made the heavens cry. And cry they did, all over onlookers and Mitch Ross' interview shirt. Honourable mention to Julian Wilson who came up short in the final but if his form is anything to go by he'll sure be a force on Tour this year. Carissa Moore seemed to limp through the earlier finals today but unloaded bucks of layback powwwa! on poor little Alessa Quizon to take the win. Go Carissa! Go surfing! 

The crew here at Surfing World were spewing we couldn't get down there for the finals today as a big, ugly, hairy deadline rears its head in our office. But we caught the best of the action this week. At the Surfing World Bar. Dane Reynolds was there having beers with beer drinkers, Mitch Crews was too. Dane Reynolds, Owen Wright, Freddie P, Doug Lees, Dane Reynolds and Conner Coffin were all there. Rabbit said a wicked speech about being awesome and forgot the bit about Dane Reynolds but we reminded him later. Best of all was that Dane Reynolds came and had a beer. All in all it was a great week for surfing, a great week for Manly and a shit week to have a deadline. 

Hurley Aus Open of Surfing Champs

Adriano de Souza and Carissa Moore win the Hurley Australian Open of Surfing today to end the best week Manly's EVER had.

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Win a trip to Sumba with Hurley

Hurley and Surfaid Sumba are giving you a chance to win a trip to surf with Ace Buchan. Come on in and see how to enter.

From filming a firing winter in Hawaii to posting up in the Pacific under a grass hut, Owen Milne's had the best few months of his life. Better than that time that girl said that thing about that one time they had together. If you meet him, ask about it... great story. This Cenny Coast filmer's been pointing his lens in the right direction lately with a bunch of Wave of the Winter entries and profile projects taking off. This here is a neat edit of Reef Doig on Namotu Island, Fiji, a kid with his own rad story written somewhere between Australia and Bali. How good is it seeing young crew getting creative and gettin' errr done! High-five to giving a shit. 

Weather People Everywhere

From filming a firing winter in Hawaii to posting up in the Pacific, Owen Milne's had the best few months of his life. Better than that time he...

Procasual Photographic Studio, Byron Bay
From Issue 346

Ryan Heywood is tall and freckly and wears vintage denim jackets with sleeves ripped off at the shoulders. He has a great mane of blonde curly hair and is often mistaken for Robert Plant and the Paddle Pop Lion. He listens to underground metal, rides an eclectic assortment of surfcraft and makes a mean cup of rooibos tea. He is also a fine artist in the medium of photography and his spacious studio in the Byron Bay Industral Estate provides the perfect setting in which to indulge his many interests.

“Everything you could possibly want creatively is here,” says Heywood of the estate itself, which has always been home to Byron Bay’s surfboard industry but has more recently become a bubbling hub of art and surf culture. Bob McTavish, for example, works just a pushie-ride away and recently launched his new book to a crowd of bare feet, beers and burritos. Around the corner Art Park Gallery hosts creative types from across the world with their residency program. A grass roots music scene fills warehouses even on school nights. The place has energy.

“There are people that work with metal, people that work with wood, screen printers, a computer guy, two art stores, health food wholesalers and even a bakery that sells cheaper pies than in town,” says Heywood. “And on Tuesday, they make the Byron Bay cookies and the whole neighbourhood smells like cookies.” 

In amongst all of this sits Heywood’s studio, a two story warehouse divided into themed rooms that compliment tastes and passions. There’s the infinity wall studio as you enter, complete with a light wall he picked up off the set of Home & Away. There’s the black walled jam room off the kitchen where musicians will sit and play while waiting for the kettle to boil. Out back is the boardroom, featuring a giant hardwood table for meetings and a more diverse range of wave riding vehicles than you’d find under George Greenough’s house. Upstairs there’s a hammock. Place has got it all.

Heywood’s studio has become more than a space to work. It has transformed into the go-to hang of many a Byron local, with Pentagram riffs and chocolate vibes flowing out onto into the collective buzz of the area. Heywood has christened the space Procasual, a place to get shit done in a chilled and enthusiastic atmosphere. 

“I’ve set it up this way so that everywhere you look is its own picture,” he says. “People gravitate here at the right times. Mid week mornings they come to make shit happen. Afternoons they come to play music and hang out. And Fridays it’s the warm up place before whatever happens in town.” 

By Lucas Townsend
Images by Ryan Heywood

From SW346 which features an in depth behind the scenes look at the filming of Spirit of Akasha and it's celebration of  Morning of the Earth.


He has a great mane of blonde curly hair and is often mistaken for Robert Plant and the Paddle Pop Lion. Come on in and meet Ryan Heywood and his space.

Dirty Black Summer
Issue 232 – 1994

In an organic hand-drawn reaction to computer overload we threw graffiti, paint and fire at corrugated cardboard to illustrate a pop culture headline. Lifted from Glenn Danzig’s iconic metal anthem Dirty Black Summer it conveniently described the bushfire apocalypse that was early 1994. We hightailed up the coast to catch pumping points and splashed them about the mag with low-fi design elements like Dyno tape, vintage Olivetti typerwriter fonts and the ever-lurking elipse. Perfect Cloud Nine and shaping legends Simon, Deaney and Darren Handley fleshed out the soon-to-be deep-sixed quarterly format. I think the colour on corrugated was a memory from overspray in Mick Manolas’ iron shed, but unfortunately tin don’t burn and we needed a singed hole to reveal Munga’s Kirra cover shot. – Hugh Mcleod 

Re-collection || Dirty Black Summer

Pop culture explosion. Hugh Mcloud slaps graffiti, paint and fire on corrugated cardboard for an iconic SW cover of the 90s.

Not only will the world’s best surfers be returning to Manly Beach for the 2014 Hurley Australian Open of Surfing but an Australian Legend will be taking over Novotel Manly’s Charlie Bar yet again. 

The Surfing World Bar was a resounding success during the event in 2012 and will be in full swing when the global surfing community turn their attention to Sydney’s home of surfing on February 8-16. The only ‘pop-up’ bar of the event will transform the relaxed space with ocean views into a happening atmosphere of surfing culture. Who better to celebrate the return of professional surfing home to Manly than the magazine that’s been noting its history since 1962?

Classic covers and images from decades of Surfing World Magazines will dot the space and with live streams, music, exclusive events and movie screenings, the bar will be the go-to space of fans and pros alike. Imagine sharing an icy Corona with friends as your surfing heroes from yesteryear and today sit across the room. Anything’s possible at the Surfing World Bar. 

With Hawaiian native and 2013 Triple Crown winner, John John Florence, one of many stars to hit the sand and this year’s event, organisers are expecting over 200,000+ visitors to Manly’s shores over the nine-day period. Current ASP Women’s World Champion, Carissa Moore, will also star in the event along with a long list of hot surfing talent.

Come for a drink, stay for the party, share the energy of the biggest occasion on Sydney’s surfing calendar. Stay up to date with all announcements of events and entertainment at and


Not only will the world’s best surfers be returning to Manly for the Aussie Open but an Australian Legend will be taking over Novotel Manly’s ‘Charlie Bar’ yet again.

SW: You’re a big yellow fin on the wrong end of a line being reeled to the surface by Baddy Treloar. What’s going through your mind?

LT: Haha! “Oh man, I’m screwed!”

Which number is better 12 or 37? Why?

12? Either one. Shit, that’s a weird question. I’m going for 12, just because.

You’re given a wildcard entry into any ASP event, which do you choose and who do you beat in the final?

Too easy. The event would be Teahupoo, and I would flog the daylights out of Kelly Slater in the final. Blam!

You’re at a party having a jolly ol’ time when Scarlett Johansson comes up and asks if you’d like to dance. What signature moves do you bust out?

I wouldn’t even make the dance floor because my girlfriend would punch me in the face for even talking to her. 

You astral travel 100 years into the future and come across your own tombstone. What’s the epitah?

“Born to Fish.”

What would your life in Angourie be like if you couldn’t bend at the knees?

I would have the longest, weirdest looking legs. It would be heavy. At least stiff legging around the town on a couple of rigid stilts wouldn’t be the weirdest thing in Angourie, not by a long shot.

Laurie’s built a reputation for being a hot contender in the line-up when purple swell blobs unload their brains on reefs across the world. He also knows his way around a tackle box and has a dog called Busta. He’s a fine man who loves to fish.   

Interview by Riley Tompkins

Illustration by Nanda Ormond

From Issue 346 available now. 

HYPOTHETICAL with Laurie Towner

When throwing yourself into mutant slabs is your job and your girlfriend has a mean right hook, it's best to have your epitaph ready to go without hesitation.

The last time Matty Yeates dropped in to see us he was on his way back from picking Ryan Heywood up from the Coolie airport. The two arrived later than expected looking slightly bleary-eyed and giddy, “Yeah, we took a wrong turn somewhere but it was such a beautiful drive, we just kept going.” In the back of Matty’s beautiful old Holden wagon was the Eero Saarinen bootleg Tulip table that I got from Salvo’s for $23. The table had busted at the stem and since it was made of fiberglass, I thought Matty would be just the man to doctor it. He did that and more; when he pulled it from the back of the car I nearly shed a tear. It was no longer just a table, what he returned to us was a work of art. The plain white table top was now a mix of Matty’s signature colorways, a marbleized resiny whirlpool of deep reds and blues; it was one of the most stunning things I have ever laid eyes on. In the ten years or so that I’ve known him, Matty’s artful glassing and shaping explorations have gone next level. In his little bay tucked away in the Byron Industrial Estate Matty creates one-off designs, heavy-glassed, highly polished cosmic shapes that will no doubt become collector’s pieces. But beyond life as an artist, glasser and shaper, speaking as a friend, Matty, has blossomed more so on a personal level. He is now a father to a little boy, Zephyr Hendrix and he and his girl Melody have created a sweet life together in the green hills of Byron Bay. The life they’ve created could easily be an excerpt from Falzon’s 1972 classic MOTE, hence their study in Spirit of Akasha. – Michele Lockwood

Photos by Andrew Kidman courtesy of Warner Music Australia

SW346 features an in depth behind the scenes look at the filming of Spirit of Akasha and it's celebration of Morning of the Earth.


The Spirit of Akasha roll out has begun. Michele Lockwood introduces Matty Yeates – shaper, glasser of tables and but one star of the film.

Beau Foster is a dear, dear favourite of Surfing World. Man, with all that great hair and his eyes and smile and all that great hair can you blame us? His brother, Nathan, is a tad handy with a lens and has polished this little gem from Beau's latest and greatest adventures from around the world. Goodness for your eye jellies right here.  


Beau Foster is a dear, dear favourite of Surfing World. Man, with all that great hair and his eyes and smile and all that great hair can you blame us?

Love is an Island
Vol 13. #3 – 1970

The photograph on the cover is a combination of two transparencies sandwiched together to create an island mood effect. The silhouette of the two surfers was taken by Peter Rae in Hawaii. The flower photo was from my collection. Nowadays with photoshop you can crank out any number of images similar to this however this image was pre-Photoshop and the only way to layer images was to overlay the transparencies. Peter Rae was an incredible photographer and invisible traveler. Most of his overseas trips were stowaways on planes and ocean liners – he had it down to a fine art and travelled the world for nothing. I don’t think he ever paid for an overseas trip. – Albe Falzon

Re-Collection || Love is an Island

Albe Falzon discusses the inspiration behind the 1970 cover, Love is an Island. One of many classic SW page ones.

It melts deep into the carpets of your car. It attracts sand like a magnet and rubs your kneecaps bald. It’s frequently bitten by toddlers, used as a de facto air freshener and given away for free as an incentive to bigger purchases. It’s the weapon of choice for windscreen messages: This is not your wave. Locals only. Beat it kooks!

A simple blend of paraffin and beeswax, scents and colours, with a dash of petroleum jelly to soften, surf wax arrived in Australia almost by stealth, sold by old-school service stations like Ampol and Esso. A semi-secret accoutrement for sunburnt dropkicks.

In 1972, Santa Barbara surfshop owner Fred Hertzog III [“Mr. Zog”] pulled off a cultural coup. He took a necessary and boring product and added a vital ingredient: smut. Sex Wax t-shirts were immediately banned in many schools, giving the brand outlaw cred. 

Innuendo is not the exclusive domain of Mr. Zog – it seems to have evolved into an industry standard: Sticky Johnson, Far King, Mrs. Palmer’s Five Daughters, Mighty Mounds, Mothers Milk [shaped like a breast and nipple], Vyagra... the list is endless. In 1982, this very magazine ran a full-page ad for coconut-scented Waxx On that featured two freckly nude boobs and two blocks of Waxx On. The tag line? A Lovely Pair of Coconuts.

References to surf wax in popular culture are always cringe-worthy, and the manufacturers with their sniggering ways probably fed the fire. Among thousands of references, a couple of favourites: Mad Wax (1987) – RCJ using a wok and ladle to make wax, with lots of retorts and beakers looking suspiciously like a speed lab, magically transported to Aussie Pipe with a Gangajang soundtrack. Or this little gem from everyone’s favourite phony surf flick, Point Break (1991) in which Gary Busey and Keanu Reeves get all sleuthy about a block of wax:

Pappas opens his desk drawer, takes something out and throws it to Johnny. A pastel blue hockey puck wrapped in cellophane. A block of Mr. Zog’s sex wax.

Utah: Sex wax? You’re not into kinky shit, are you Angelo?

Pappas: Surfers use it on their boards, they rub sand into it for traction.

Around the time videotapes threatened to destroy cinemas, Astrodeck appeared on the horizon and threatened to wipe out wax. Herbie Fletcher put his new product under the back and front feet of pro surfers. But like a shifting military border struggle, the warring parties eventually settled on a compromise: adhesive grip won the south, and wax held the north. There’s no sense in this. There’s no sense in anything where wax is concerned. 

Story by Jock Serong, illustration by Nanda Ormond from the pages of SW346


From the pages of issue 346 currently on stands now, Jock Serong dug up the dirty past of wax and all of its glorious innuendo.

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