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International Surfing  World Contest Edition, 1968-1969.
International Surfing: 1968 World Contest Edition.
International Surfing
Volume 5 Number 1, February-March 1969.

This edition predominately covers the 1968 World Contest in Puerto Rico and the accelerating development and adoption of the short-board.
The World Contest report and the accompanying photographs are reproduced first, thereafter followed by various text and photos from around the magazine.

Based on a series of interviews by Mickey Gose with West and East coast surfers recorded before the World Contest,
the article Eleven on the Short Board is disjointed and often repetitive; and as such is heavily edited.
It is generally agreed that the new shorter designs are more difficult to paddle, and hard to nose-ride.
Of the eleven contributors, only the comments of
Dewer Weber, Mike Hynson, Mike Doyle and the East Coast's Claude Codgen are reproduced.

There two articles reflecting on the current contest formats, The Truth about Judging, From the Judges' Bench by Hoppy Swarts and Don Murray and From the Contestant's Side by Joyce Hoffman.
Interestingly, Hoppy Swarts (who resigned as WSA Competition Director as of September 3, 1968) envisioned contests with limited entry, a double elimination contest over a two day period with ... not more than four surfers in any heat, perhaps only two (page 62); later adopted by Peter Drouyn for his man-on-man format used at the 1976 Stubbies Contest.

The official reports of the various US surfing associations appear on matt paper; much of the this information,no doubt, of minor interest to the majority of readers.
The Eastern Association reports that the
Fifth World Surfing Championship will be held during July 1970 in South Africa ... consisting of 3 contests starting at Cape St. Francis and ending in Durban.
South Africa passed on the opportunity to host and the 1970 championships were held in Australia.
The Hawaii Surfing Association did not select the team for Puerto Rico, the ISF had previously assigned the task to Wally Froiseth.

Also included is a four page article on El Salvador by Peter L. Dixon, one point break would later stand-in for Malibu in  would be later appear in John Milius' Big Wednesday (1978).

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Fred Hemmings (left) and Midget Farrelly (right) tied for first place,
but the Hawaiian was declared the winner by including an extra wave.

A loudspeaker blasts tinnily out across the tree bordered square.
Bare electric light bulbs have been strung- wound around the branches like stars in a leafy universe- like stars in an arch-bright straight line across the square-six-year-old rock sounds at an absolute pitch, along with Pat Boone and ancient Tommy Dorsey records, and CAMPEONA MUNDIAL DE SURFING declares a waving banner which is tied to the bordering trees.

Your eyes take it all in: the handstand of chipped, buff colored plaster (the same color they used to paint California railroad stations), the red tile, and an impressive mural of what purports to be two surfers riding a wave.
Colorful and innacurate, it declares "Surfs up at Thorn McCan."
But in Puerto Rico, at Rincon, where in a few moments the surfers of the world will stand proudly beneath their banners, the surf is down.

Now the time-machine record player has jetted us into 1964 and the early Beatles are telling us that they want to hold your hand.
Above and beyond the musical din comes the staccato roar of 20 big Harley-Davidson motorcycles.
A Puerto Rican cycle club with their broad smiling faces and dirty fingernails, dressed in black Country and Western band uniforms boarded in white fringe with their names on the collar yokes, are revving the big stock Harleys and the sound rips through the square noises of voice and music.

There you are surfing around with the crowd, taking in the humid Puerto Rican night lights, color and the sea of faces and movements.
Then from somewhere a bus disgorges its contents like some dented can.
There is the sharp click of boot heels and the shine of brass; someone barks a command in sharp Spanish.
Khaki uniforms begin to form a tight row.
Then with relief you realize that it is a band, not a Junta.
It is the Army ROTC from the nearby college of Agriculture marching crisp and clean in starched briskness into their places in the festivities.
They sit down and look up at their leader- a Life Magazine picture of Juan Peron- complete with the tinted glasses and slicked hair that marks with the upper classes throughout Latin America.
Immediately they begin to tune to the key of drummers struggling to tighten snare heads in the warm, moist night.

With all the noise and confusion the square could be the site of some banana republic revolution, or maybe one of those Humphrey Bogart flicks circa 1938.
Children, dogs, the band and the surfers moving in colorful cloths in their new uniforms are circulating like corpuscles through the constricting arteries of the square.
Flashbulbs pop, officials with tinted glasses and slicked hair rush around ducking the miniature navae of light.
Then the surfers, led by the super-hog noises of the Country and Western cycle club, parade swiftly

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California's David Nuuhiwa was pushed out of the running when he lost his board twice, even though he executed some good back-side turns.
Corky Carroll, the WSA Champ, rode very well but didn't quite make the semi-finals.
around the square.
Each country carries its own flag.
Ireland, represented by Rodney Sumpter, has only Rodney to carry her flag.
And, so alone, proudly smiling and out of step, he marches with the lone banner of Ireland.
You watch as they march into the area that has been cleared, and recleared for them.
They stand smiling easily with each other, and the Puerto Ricans, loving the noise and pageantry are also smiling.
Tonight everybody's head is on right.
The whole scene's going down hard.
You can dig it.

Long speeches are ahead of us.
Politicos are the same the world over, they extol the virtues of the surfers, but they save the real grease for the other officials.
The wives of the politicos and officials sit in elegant Latin straight-backed dignity.
They look straight ahead.
They've heard the speeches with variations before.
Then it is over, like a high-school graduation, and everyone is breaking up and running around.
The band goes into a military version of a rhumba or samba, or one of those dances, and the Puerto Ricans groove to it and start dancing.

One of the officials notices you.
"Senor," he explains, "this is much fun.
What we Puerto Ricans lack in finesse, we make up for in enthusiasm . . ."

Later, standing in a moon silvered coconut grove staring out at the mercury fractured lens of the ocean, an open coconut filled with crushed ice and rum is put in your hand- you know, just like the travel posters- and your listening to Brennan McClelland, the ever-enduring "Hevs."

And the next morning .. .
"The weel be no competition today?
De sorf ess too smoll."
Eduardo Arena's sonorous voice announces the outcome of a vote by a committee composed of the members of the International Surfing federation.
They have left before dawn, checked out all the spots and reported back to the Villa Cofresi.
You check it out.
It's too small and mushy.
You yawn and paddle out in the 80 degree water and 80 degree sun also, with the 80% humidity, bringing on the rain every day at 4:30, you don't exert yourself.
You pick up a mushy milk-warm wave and wonder if there will ever be any surf.

Three days later you're still wondering.
Yesterday they held the Women's events.
Margo Godfrey, the little blond twiggy from Santa Barbara, picked off the Women's title.
She beat out Linda Benson, beautiful California goofy-footer, and Phyllis O'Donnel from Australia.

"Zee sorfing today will be held at Domes!" Arena announces.
But, the surf is far from being really good.
Adequate, that's about all you can really describe it as.
Still, in front of the Bonus Nuclear Plant, (the Planta Nuclear), Nat Young uses his uncanny wave judgement to prove to judges, surfers and spectators that he is still ahead of the game.
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Ben Apia showed his excellent surfing ability with his powerful turns and drive but did not make it to the finals.

While carving and working over waves, Joey Cabell broke his fin on a rock and had to finish his heat riding Nuuhiwa's gun.

down hard, driving ahead of the curl, cutting back with sharp chopping motions, driving straight back into the churning white water, and dropping in a skier's crouch and gripping the rail as he re-enters the curl.

Wayne Lynch is good, really good, and he stars in the 8th heat.
He knows what the waves are doing, and he has that fine feeling for edge control.
He comes in first.

Fourteen sun-scared heats later the eliminations are over.
The U.S. West Coast team and the Australians have both put 5 man teams into the semifinals.
"I've been needled by this contest,'' notes Paul Witzig the Australian surf photographer.
"There seems to be a tendency to put commercial interests above that of the surfers."

You hear a lot of that.
A lot of complaints, but rumors actually.
You wonder how much is true.
It's hard to tell.
Obviously a lot of money is being spent, but it is hard to guess where it is going.
You remember just before you left the States, somebody was winding out about the contest.
"Wow, man they'll be doing 360's in the tube.
Spins on the wave face will be every-ride happenings, and they'll be grooving in scenes you've never even heard of man."
But now you look out and see the ocean perfectly blue and perfectly flat and listen to Monday morning's announcement by Arena that there will be no surfing today at Domes.
The reaction: frustration.

So they hold a paddling contest.
It is the fifth day of scheduled competition now- time is running out.
"I wish they'd make up their minds," one contestant exploded.
Frustration was the index of the day.
But it didn't produce the surf.

The paddlers include Peter Drouyn of Australia, George Downing of Hawaii, Felipe Pomar of Peru, and an all-star California team composed of Bill Mount, Kenny Linn and Jerry Bennteet.
It is flat, and the conditions are super ideal.

The Aussies, unbelievable guys paddling an 8 foot regular board against the Californians with their hot-rod super paddle boards, finish an amazing fourth behind the three Californians.
Really, the race was between South Africa and Australia.

And on the sixth day . . .
On the sixth day, nothing.
Domes didn't make it today, nor did Rincon, Punta Higuera, or Jobo's.
So what's new?
Well there are rumors.
Dave Stern has predicted that there will be a swell tomorrow.
"But will it happen?" someone asks the good Doctor.
Stern smiles enigmatically- he always smiles enigmatically.
"Sure, five to eight feet!"
And outside, beyond the shade of the coconut grove, is a sea of waveless frustration.
Added to this is a new wave, a wave of board and camera equipment thefts that is sweeping the contest area.
Watch it or it disappears.
Everything is falling prey to the nimble fingers of those always unidentified thieves.

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From the East Coast team, Gary Propper showed powerful and lightning fast cutbacks.

Reno Abellira from Hawaii was pushed into sixth place by California's Mike Doyle.

Dixon and Don James get $2,000.00 worth of camera gear and surfboards ripped off.
"This contest has turned into a complete disaster for Dr. James and me," Dixon declares in a statement to the press. Surfers, detectives and machete toting paddlers surround the Dixon-James bungalow. The heat goes on without finding any clues.
"Auch, bot zee police here are very efficient!" says the German landlord.
He's right out of one of those Eric von Stroheim movies, and the lines even fit.
"Neffer in Chermony vould zuch a ting hoppen."

Mike Purpus gets his board ripped off.
Then, the next night at a cocktail party in the posh Mayaguez Hilton, Mickey Gose wins the Dramatic Announcement of the Year Award with this line . . .
"I've just had my board stolen off my car, and if any of you have boards you'd better bring them inside, it's the only safe place!"
Moments later surfers began carrying boards in through the lobby of the hotel to amazement of the pencil-neck hotel guests, and the slack-jawed manager.

Later that night, with only one day left of scheduled competition, you sit on the beach with a group of surfers.
It is still flat.
Where are those predicted waves?
It was once said by a famous surfer that big waves are measured in increments of fear, in Puerto Rico, at the World Surfing Contest, the scale has been reduced to increments of frustration.

Then it's dawn.
Drew Kampion of Surfer Magazine is shouting excitedly.
"It's five to eight at Domes, it's outasight.
Hurry up you boneheads."

Exodus and arrival at Domes, sans breakfast, and the semi-finals begin with a vengeance.
For surfers plagued by a bad case of the "Hats" it's easy to understand why this comes like a last minute reprieve, a commutation of a sentence to a surfless death for the contest.

By 3:30 p.m. the surfing site had been shifted from Domes to the Point at Rincon.
The surf, rolling in on the tail of a northern storm, was more than vindicating the expert's predictions.
Beautifully shaped eight foot waves peeled off the long shelving reef, hissing and spitting as they broke top to bottom.
It was only another surprise in a day full of surprises.

The lineup is fantastic.
Six of the world's best into the finals.
From Australia are the expected heavies: Nat Young, the defending champ, Russell Hughes the powerful newcomer, and durable Midget Farrelly first World's champ.
Hawaii has two favorite sons.
Big Fred Hemmings, the powerfully built favorite, and slim cat-like little Reno Albellero.
Reno has surprised many.
Heavily favored Joey Cabell lost his board earlier in the day, it scudded in, hit a rock and lost a fin.
He borrowed Nuuhiwa's stick, but too much time was lost.
So it's Reno.
Some have

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Larry Miniard from the East Coast showed a good smooth style but the competition was too much.

Australia's Wayne Lynch turns his board with unbelievable speed and force.
compared Joey Cabell to a deer.
Cabell the Gazelle they call him, but Albellero is more like a small, compact little cheetah.
He has a Dick Brewer toothpick for a board.

Mike Doyle, the enduring Californian is the only surviving member of that band of West coasters.
Carroll, Nuuhiwa, Aurness, Pupus, Fain, and Frye have all been eliminated.
Doyle is left.
Big, implacable, the classic profile and the smile.
He paddles out with deep, swinging strokes.

They've been wished luck, they've paddled out and now it's going to happen, what everyone's been waiting for is going to happen.
Hughes gets the first wave.
Then it's Doyle, and behind him on the next wave is Midget.
The waves are deep green and charcoal grey and the surfers are carving great elliptical slices out of the gunmetal faces.

They're wringing everything out of them.
Young tries a left and slips.

"That's the first time I've ever seen Nat slip!" shouts Robert Connelley, excited and apprehensive about his team-mate.
Then Young looses his board and faces a terrible long swim.
Midget is up and carving those fantastic tracks again.
Reno follows on the next wave with tight, controlled perfect movements.
He makes the wave look huge and menacing.
Then Hughes loses his board and bodysurfs in.
He should have gotten points for that long bodyslide.
He planed on his left arm, and his jersey showed up against the soup in an aqua blur.

Suddenly you realize that there is only 15 minutes left in the hour long duel.
The waves are bigger now, and the small boards are ripping foam shredded paths across the faces.
The chewing curl disolves them like the moving finger having writ.

Then, unbelievably, it is over.
They paddle in.
People mill around the judges' stand and then the announcement is made.
Hemmings is the winner over Midget Farrelly by 2 points.
Hemmings 326- Midget 324.
Hughes gets third, Young fourth, and Mike Doyle edges out Reno Albellero for fifth place.
It is over.
The contest has been won by the Hawaiians.

Somebody shrugs, and you remember that there will be a banquet tonight.
Bit deal, that means more speeches, and there are lots of speeches.
Some are long and boring, some short and to the point: Nat Young, "I'm stocked!"
Fred Hemmings: "This is a very proud moment."
Brennan McClelland: "I've had 4 ice-creams, I admit it, four ice-creams."
He smiles and weaves a little.

Later, with the lines of the road ticking off beneath you, and the bright Puerto Rican moon filtering through the tree canopy overhead, you wonder about the week that was, and the contest.
But there are too many impressions, too much color on the canvas, and you yawn, it's three o'clock now and the sun gets up early in Puerto Rico.

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                                                                                                                           WORLD CONTEST FINAL RESULTS

1. Fred Hemmings - Hawaii
2. Midget Farrelly - Australia
3.Russell Hughes - Australia
4. Nat Young - Australia
5. Mike Doyle - California
6. Reno Abellira
- Hawaii

Winning Team—West Coast
Bill Mount, Kenny Linn, Jerry Bennette, Mike Doyle.

2nd Place Team—Australia
Midget Farrelly, Ted Spencer, Peter Drouyn, Nat Young.
1. Margo Godfrey - California
2. Sharron Weber - Hawaii
3. Phyllis O'Donnell - Australia
4. Martha Sunn - Hawaii
5. Candy Chase - Puerto Rico
6. Janice Domorski - East Coast

1. Ron Ball-Debbie Gustafon - California
2. Dr. Robert Scott-Liz Herd - California & East Coast
3. Rodney Sumpter-Annete Hughes - Ireland & England
4. Fred Hemmings-Leslie Scott - Hawaii & California
5. Mike Doyle-Margo Godfrey - California
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Australia's 1967 World Champion Nat Young executing an "S" turn while getting ready for preliminary heats at Rincon.
Photos by Mickey Gose
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Midget Farrelly tracking a perfect right slide.

Midget drops down in a closeout section.
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A close up of Midgets's cutback.

Fifteen year-old Margo Godfrey ripping across Domes' glassy walls during the Women's finals.
Pages 38-39: Centrespread

Fred Hemmings, Men's World Surfing Champion, 1968.
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Little Reno Abellira on a wave almost twice his height.

Fred Hemmings paddles out against the traffic. Photo by Mickey Gose
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The Domes, sight (sic) of all the World Contest semi-finals. Photo by Mickey Gose

California's Mike Doyle driving through a hot section for fifth place.

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Eleven on the Short Board
by Mickey Gose

The hottest subject in the world of surfing is the phenomenal "short board revolution" of last summer.
Now past the fetal stage, the prototypes are being advanced and their improved, sophisticated offspring are here.
So ISM assigned Mickey Gose to get opinions on the short board from 11 top surfers.

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Brad and Joe Roland pose with their mini-boards.

Mike Doyle turning into a hot section.
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The short board revolution with all it's aspects and highlights was probably more evident at Malibu this summer than at any other spot on the West Coast.
Malibu . . . the ever present challenge of the near perfect wave.
The gathering spot for all types of surfers experimenting with all facets of the sport.
My Malibu, the Malibu that has presented me with expression in surfing for the past 17 years . . . my home.

Malibu exploded in '68.
Angie Reno, Moto Coghlan, George Szigeti, Joey Thomas, Harold Iggy, Jo Jo Perrin, we all rode Malibu in the summer of '68 as it had never been ridden before.
Hot young kids, radical newcomers, and the stars of yesteryear, riding short, light, maneuverable, mini machines.
All ripping, riding tighter back and further up in there.
Breath-taking scenes . . . going completely out of the wave, slipping back in over the falls, hitting the bottom, carving giant holes in the trough.

Dewey Weber in a lightning cutback.
For most of us, the short machines allowed us a new freedom in surfing that we had never experienced before.
But for a few, the mini boards proved disastrous.
They had gone beyond the limit    too short, not enough planning area, not enough speed.
And for some, the short board spelled disaster because they couldn't go short, their minds couldn't adjust to this new aspect in surfing.
For the majority of the Malibu crew, the exhilerating challenge of the short board opened a whole new world to us, and Malibu became a new challenge.
The short board seemed to fit in the throat of the wave and seemed much easier to throw high into the lip, almost past vertical, slipping underneath your body as you came down the face, hitting the bottom, biting the full rail with maximum power anticipating the carve straight up.

Late in the summer of '68, the big swell hit.
Nat Young surfed Malibu with us and gave even further expression to surfing's new aspect.
He added new dimension and refinement to some of the things we'd been doing and showed us some things we hadn't dreamed of doing yet.
Nat proved that in riding a short board you could meet the challenge of every wave, getting up in there tight, and working it for all it's worth.
And on these August days, in 7 and 8' waves Nat proved it could be done in a fluid motion, with power, grace, and poetry.
Malibu has proven the short board is here to stay.
The doors have been opened and surfers have been allowed to taste the freedom of individual expression in their movements.
Every wave has become a challenge, every ride is individual. and every movement has expression.

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                                                                                                  Eleven on the Short Board, Continued from page 22.
ISM: I'm now talking to two of the biggest names of the surfing world.
One of the stars of the "ENDLESS SUMMER", which has been received so well by the audience, is Mike Hynson, and another man who has been in surfing for a long time and whom I've heard of in many surfing movies, Mike Doyle.
Mike Hynson, how are you?
MIKE H.: Just fine!
ISM: Mike, let's talk about these new boards.
What do you think, are they here to stay, is it a new trend or is it pretty well smoothing out to this size board?
MIKE H.: It is here forever.
The short board is definitely the direction.
ISM: I can remember when I was first surfing in Hawaii with you, everybody was talking about the 12' pin tail.
MIKE H.: That board was made just for one direction, the super-super big wave.
That wave came through once a year.
It wasn't really a board made for practical use.
ISM: Well, when you're talking about the wave that comes in once a year, that 35' wave, what type of equipment would you use in this type of wave?
MIKE H.: Well. I would have a big board, 'cause it's an awful big wave. You   have   to   have   the paddling facilities, the control, the speed, and the assurance that you can ride a big wave like this.
ISM: Would any of these mini guns be in that area?
Would any of them be advantageous for this type of wave?
MIKE H.: I think there would be a few test pilots that would go out there and give it a try, but for the super big wave there is a relation of the size of the board and it still hasn't been proven yet.
ISM: Overall, with this new type of board, what type of equipment do you use?
MIKE H.: I carry in my quiver, an arrangement of three or four boards and they cover all the sizes and conditions for surfing that I have encountered in the last ten years.
For the big waves, I have two guns.
One is a full gun and one is a semi gun, between 9' and 9x6 for the big gun, and 8' and 8x2 for the semi gun.
This would be for a 10' to 20' wave.
ISM: How about the hot dog wave, the fun wave?
MIKE H.: For the small wave I am riding a 7 foot to 7x4 and a variation of a square tail with a slight curvature on the bottom.
I also have a pointed tail which gives me different direction, different moves and an arrangement of turns.

ISM: That is something that we haven't talked about.
Let's go over to Mike Doyle here.
Are you one that thinks fins have a lot of advantages?
MIKE D.: Well yes.
You can take a standard board and just by changing the fin variation and the fin area, by cutting them down and getting less

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area, you can change the whole capacity of the board and the whole riding ability.
A smaller fin usually loosens up the tail and the board is easier to turn, once you get the idea of the turn.
It is a different type of turn.
The smaller the wave usually the smaller the fin.
ISM: So here on the east coast you could have one board for everything and just be changing the fin you could ride anything.
MIKE D.: Right!
You can get quite a variation just by changing the fin on one board.
Myself, I have several boards with an uncountable amount of fin combinations.
I just about have the right equipment for every wave.
ISM: What type of equipment do you use?
MIKE D.: My board break-down is quite a bit different from Mike Hynson's, since I weigh about 1 85 and Mike weighs 135, our boards are quite a bit different.
For a gun, I would ride now for a full board, about 10', and about a 9' for a semi gun.
ISM: What kind of shape would you have on that semi?
MIKE D.: The semi is kind of a gun nose but a little wider in the tail, not quite such a narrow point.
Then I usually have two small wave boards, a pin tail board with a lot of hip in it, and a gun nose with a square tail.
I have one board like that now.
It is kind of a combination of the hot dog board and the gun.
It has the gun nose with a kind of "hippy" hot dog tail.
It has the speed of a gun and the maneuverability of a small board.
ISM: What do you think?
Are these short boards here to stay?
MIKE D.: The short boards are here to stay but I don't think quite as short as they are today.
They will pick up a little in size.
It depends also on what you call short.
I call anything under 9' short.
I am riding a V board right now but I am sure that I will go up to an 8'.
I think they are going to push it to the limit and ride it as short as they can and then they will go back up again.
ISM: Then they will all find their own degree of surfing ability.
Mike H., do you think they will be around for a while?
MIKE H.: For sure!
ISM: I think I'll call you guys super stars 'cause you both have done everything that has to be done in surfing.
I'd like to thank you both for this interview and we will be seeing you around, Mike Hynson and Mike Doyle.

ISM: I am now talking to Claude Codgen, referred to by many of the surfers throughout the world as the east coast top goofy-footer.
I personally would like to say that I think you are our top goofy-footer.
What size boards do you particularly like to use?
CLAUDE: Right now I am experimenting in surfing with several different types.
One that I have been working with is a 7x3 mini gun which seems to work real well as long as there is some size to your waves and a long wall that you can get some kind of acceleration on.
ISM: What size waves do you think you can handle with this board?
CLAUDE: Oh, with this size board, people are now riding 10 to 15 foot surf.
It rides real well as long as the waves are a few feet and up, and also on the east coast where the surf has softer rails.
ISM: What do you mean by softer rails?
CLAUDE: Well, not as sharp, not as hard.
You don't bite as much in the waves and it gives you a little more feeling to play around with the board when you don't have to ride the choppy slower waves here on the east coast.
ISM: I was just talking with Mike Hynson and Mike Doyle a moment ago and I had asked them about interchangeable fins on this type board.
Are you using interchangeable fins on your board?
CLAUDE: Right now I haven't played around with them too much.
I have tried a couple of smaller fins, nothing really radical, because I didn't want to get into a whole different scene before the contest.
So, really I don't know too much about it other than talking to Skip Frye and Rickey Ryan.
They have been working a lot with them and Rickey is doing real well.
It seems to give you a lot more freedom and bring about a whole different type of surfing.
More or less, you ride-the-board-instead-of-the-wave type of surfing.
You don't plan on one direction or any one move, you just let the wave do it and just try and ride the board wherever the board goes.
ISM: How about these V bottoms?
Are they going to be around or what?
CLAUDE: I think possibly modified versions of them.
I don't think the real radical ones will have any use on the east coast.
They're just not the type of board to make pivot turns and get ultimate maneuverability out of the really bad waves which you have out here.
So I think a modified version, maybe with softer V's and slight V's up from the fin.
Boards like that will be around for a pretty long time.
ISM: How about the world contest?
If you go there, what equipment are you going to carry?
CLAUDE: I am planning to go down some time this month to spend a couple of months before the contest to work out with different types of baby guns, and also on the fin thing, to experiment with a square-tailed modification of the baby gun with a soft V in it to see how that works.
ISM: Okay Claude, lots'of luck.

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Eastern Surfing Association
By Cecil Lear
1970 World Contest Site Set
Eduardo Arena of Peru, president of the International Surfing Federation, announced that the Fifth World Surfing Championship will be held during July 1970 in South Africa the exact dates to be set in the future.
The host country plans a fantastic tournament consisting of 3 contests starting at Cape St. Francis and ending 1,000 miles north in Durban.
All ESA districts should start thinking now of fund raising techniques.
The round trip air fare from the East Coast major cities to Cape Town, South Africa is approximately $1,130.00, and it will take all our efforts to raise the required funds for these fares for our team members.
This also means that the ESA 1969 3A/4A Contests will be the basis for choosing the East Coast representatives to the 1970 World Tournament.
The ESA 1969 schedule will be announced in early February.
Good surf sites and conditions will be the Competition Committee's requisite for the selection of these 3A/4A contest sites.
No Class 1A contests will be held on the same dates as the 3A/4A contests as was done during 1968.

Municipalities' Surfing Ban Ruled Unconstitutional
A very important court ruling was made recently that could set the stage for future rulings in favor of surfing beaches in municipalities where surfing is prohibited.
Palm Beach County Circuit Court Judge Hugh MacMillan ruled unconstitutional, invalid, void and of no further force and effect a town ordinance prohibiting surfing and skimboarding "upon any beach or in the surf adjacent to any beach" within the town limits of Palm Beach.
Judge MacMillan stated that the ordinance overstepped the limits of a municipality's policing power.
He also stated that the town has the right to regulate some activity for young people and others so inclined to pursue and develop their skills in timing, balance and coordination" and it deserves no more to be banned than fishing and that the ordinance cannot be sustained as a lawful exercise of police powers.
Anyone interested in further information on this subject may contact David Reese, ESA District No. 6 Competition Director, 108 Dolphin Road, Palm Beach, Florida 33480.

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Hawaiian Surfing Association
By Kevin Johns

Hawaii had a miserable summer. It was hot, very dry, and surfless.
A real "bummer in the summer."
Come mid-August, however, the Hawaii Surfing Association's good karma proved beneficial, as the day before, the Fourth Annual State Championships found the surf at the Ala Moana Bowl breaking a heavy six to eight feet.
The swell dropped slowly and the following two days of competition saw waves ranging from four to six feet.
Conditions were generally perfect, excluding, in particular, several hours of fairly horrible onshores in the early afternoon of the first day.
Otherwise, the wind was either non-existent or lightly offshore.

Outstanding in the Men's Division was last year's champion, Jock Sutherland.
He began a little slow in the finals, but soon proved that all that was needed was a big, hollow tube.
It came and he went!
Freefalling from the top of the tube to the bottom, snapping his board completely out of the wave and over sections, riding consistently inside utilizing all the wave's power, Jock put on a mind-blowing exhibition.
He had changed from his old "Hang ten whenever you can" philosophy, to his new "Be right tight" idea.
He was right, tight, and brought home the trophy for a second year.
1. Jock Sutherland- Kui O Hawaii
2. Jim Blears- Freedom Riders
3. Jerry Lopez- Kui O Hawaii
4. Rick Parker- Kui O Hawaii
5. John Mobley- Unattached
6. Richard Trier- Freedom Riders
1. Reno Abillera- Kui O Hawaii
2. Tomi Winkler- Kui O Hawaii
3. Alden Kaikaka- Freedom Riders
4. Chris Gardner- Kui O Hawaii
5. Glen Kaulikikui- Freedom Riders
6. Dennis Pang- Freedom Riders
Senior Men's:
1. Happy Marciel- Makaha Surfing Association
2. Lord Blears- Freedom Riders
3. Rick Patterson- Heenalu
4. George Cassady- Makaha Surfing Association
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1. Sharron Weber- Kui O Hawaii
2. Laura Blears—Freedom Riders
3. Sweetie Mossman—Freedom Riders
4. Lani Gay—Diamond Head Surf Club
1. Rusty Starr- Kui O Hawaii
2. Dino Ching- Freedom Riders
3. Rory Russell- Haliewa Surfing Association
4. Bill Chamberlain- Unattached

With the Ala Moana contests over, the time came to select the contestants for the World Contest.
In Hawaii, the   responsibility for choosing the team was not in the hands of the Hawaii Surfing Association.
The International Surfing Federation had, some time previously, given that duty to Wally Froiseth. 
He chose to form a committee consisting of himself, George Downing, John McMahon and HSA president, Kevin Johns.
Each member was to submit his list of potential team members using whatever rating method the individual felt appropriate.
The HSA representative used the standardized ratings of HSA contests over the last two years with special emphasis on current ratings.
Each member had one vote, with Wally acting as chairman in case of ties.
It was discovered immediately that Jock Sutherland would be unable to participate, as he was attending college on Maui.
Due to financial difficulties, Richard Trier was also unable to go.
The final Hawaii team chosen was: Fred Hemmings, George Downing, Joey Cabell, Ben Aipa, Reno Abillera, Jim Blears, Clyde Aikau, Kevin Johns, Sharron Weber and Martha Sunn.
Mr. Froiseth then awarded the donated plane tickets to Fred Hemmings, George Downing, Joey Cabell, Ben Aipa and Martha Sunn.
There was no fund raising drive, as it was not the responsibility of Froiseth's committee, nor was anyone delegated to do so.
Hence, a week before the contest, five of Hawaii's top surfers were without funds.
In frantic effort to provide Hawaii with a well-rounded team for the Puerto Rico contest, the Hawaii Surfing Association shouldered the responsibility and reduced its treasury by over three-quarters to help the remaining contestants on their way.
HSA's final contest of the competition year will be held in November, at Makaha.
As the ratings now stand, the Makaha contest could easily be the deciding factor in determining who will be HSA's number one AAA.
Last year our Makaha contest was held in "point surf" waves of over twelve feet.

Western Surfing Association
By Hoppy Swartz (continued fro page 52)
WSA World Contest Team
(Names in italic are the official team)
Men: Corky Carroll, David Nuuhiwa, Mike Purpus, Rolf Aurness, Skip Frye, Johnny Fain, Peter Johnson.
Big Wave Alternate: Mike Doyle
Women: Margo Godfrey and Linda Benson  (Joyce  Hoffman will compete representing the United States at large as defending champion)
Paddlers: Billy Mount, Kenny Linn, Bobby Burnside, Jerry Bennette.
Tandem: Ron Ball and Debbi Gustavson.
Judge: Buzz Swarts
Team Physician: Dr. Robert Scott.

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Judges' Bench
by Hoppy Swarts and Don Murray, Continued from page 11.)
Most knowledgeable surfers feel that small contests are the answer.
The Laguna Masters in '66 and the Oceanside Invitational the same year were successful examples of limited entry, high caliber contests.
The Duke Kahanamoku Invitational is another.
The World Contest is by definition a tight contest.
All of these were or are good events, all of them exciting, meaningful and stimulating to the spectator.
They are a factual denial of the sponsor argument that a contest must be big to be good.

"The best contest I've ever seen," reflects Hoppy Swarts, "was at Steamer Lane in '67.
There was big, challenging surf, ten to twelve foot glassy walls, a small field of outstanding surfers, and an hour long final.
It was great."

Although the West Coast is no Hawaii, there is good surf, and there are good surfing areas.
So far, our contest program has not taken advantage of them.

"Actually, an ideal contest would be limited to fifteen men and five women," says Hoppy.
"A double elimination contest over a two day period with one heat area and not more than four surfers in any heat, perhaps only two.

1966 World Contest:
Corky Carroll, Nat Young, Jock Sutherland.
Accompanying an article on surfers-knots,
or board-bumps,
from kneel-paddling.
Each surfer would ride alone, and heats would be long enough to give the competitors a chance to pick the best waves.
There would be five judges, and the contest would be held in an area of good surf when the surf was up."
Hoppy limits the contest to fifteen men on the basis of the fact that in the seven major contests of '68, one man won two contests, five men each won one contest, and in the semi-mains and finals there were only twelve surfers whose names appeared more than once.
"Once these fifteen are skimmed off the top," says Hoppy, "the next group is considerably further down in contest ability."

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Windansea Menehune Contest, La Jolla
26 October 1968

Future champs, Keith Krunch, Hobie Alter Jr., Doug Browne, Kevin O'Sullivan.

International Surfing

Volume 5 Number 1
 February-March 1969.

Cover: Nat Young


Geoff Cater (2018) : International Surfing : 1968 World Contest, 1969.