THE LAIRD, OUR FATHER
What do we say about Laird Hamilton (always referred to in the AS broom cupboard as ‘The Laird, Our Father). Probably the most highly regarded of surf legends. He isn’t human, but good for us he thinks that he is. Similarly to Lopez he has this symbiotic relationship with the pocket which is the envy of, well, everyone. He paddles in to waves that others get towed into even at his age. In fact he was one of the earliest pioneers of tow-surfing (before likely deciding he was stronger than the jet ski).
Never been on the pro circuit, he didn’t fancy it (seeing it all first hand via his step-father Bill Hamilton – another legend). Rumour has it that his surfing was highlighted when people wanted to find out how he got such a ripped bod as a model for Vogue. Turns out it was because he was ridiculously good at surfing (and likely ate a whole chicken for breakfast).
He is a fitness freak, in the age where surfers developed a bit of a reputation as stoners and drop outs, Laird was the absolute antithesis. Clean living, eco friendly, the ultimate waterman.
Don’t take our word for it, hit up a Youtube search and see him riding a multi-storey carpark of a wave on a windsurf, foil, SUP & body surfing.
If you are a Pearl Jam fan too and want instant arousal check out this Iconoclasts documentary. You’re welcome.