I am not an expert in the history of the surfing, nor of vintage photography, but it is difficult not to be mesmerized by the images in this book. It hearkens a now, seemingly impossible, bygone era of classic beach, effortless glamour, which --should it appear today amidst not always tasteful supposed Hawaiian printed nylon board shorts, would be lauded by the most respected sartorialists, and young mavens who scrounge vintage shops and special boutiques for dearly priced retro-style, 50's and 60's inspired swimsuits. Ron Church captures excellent characters here: there are the celebrated contestants of course, their Ann-Margret girls and the throngs of awkward, admiring, adolescents. Most of all, the images in this book stirred in me a kind of nostalgia, a longing for a time before today's unending calamities and cataclysms. Surely our planet suffered its disasters then, but it's easy with a book such as this to imagine the moon incapable of violence, providing sunkissed youths with always reliable steady shores.