Ever since music went bad — as disco replaced rock — Australia ruled competitive surfing. Rolf Aurness, the 1970 World Champion, was America’s last hero, and he vanished without a trace. Michael Peterson, PT, Rabbit, Cheyne, MR — Aussies owned the ’70s and early ’80s.
Enter Thomas Roland Curren. In 1982, the unassuming introvert strolled into Duranbah and single-handedly dumped Australia on its head. He quickly became the most popular surfer in the world, a title he would hold for two decades. By the time he showed the first signs of slowing, disco had come full swing, again clogging the airwaves.
Legendary big-wave rider Pat Curren didn’t wait past the toddler stage to put his son Tom on a surfboard. By the time Tom was a teen, his depth of wave-mastery was almost scary. In the perfectly shaped pointbreaks in and around Santa Barbara, young Curren developed a style that would be emulated the world over.
A two-time West Coast, United States and world amateur champion, he didn’t need to outsmart his competitors; he simply outsurfed them. Still a gangly teen, he quickly filled out upon entering the pro ranks in 1983. The California surf film Off the Wall 2 was the first to show Curren in form at his native Rincon and Sandspit, ready to tackle the big leagues.
The question of a professional world title wasn’t if, but when. Off the bat, Curren was winning events around the world, but his magical season came in 1985/’86. In one of the greatest heats ever, he defeated nemesis Mark Occhilupo at Bells Beach to clinch his first world crown. He repeated the following year, highlighted by more clashes with Occy, especially at California’s Op Pro.
With Curren at the helm, pro surfing had reached a zenith. The money had never been better, but the enhanced tour would become a victim of its success.
Curren lost interest, gradually slipping down the ratings throughout the contest-a-week late-’80s. He retreated to France with then-wife Marie and their two children, where he played music and soloed at mysto beachbreaks. His popularity remained at a fever pitch. Everyone wanted to surf like Curren.
In 1990, he surfed his way through the trials to reclaim the world title, an impossible feat under today’s two-tiered system. His competitive interest waned after a win at the 1992 Wyland Galleries Pro at Haleiwa earned him long overdue respect in Hawaiian surf.
Rip Curl, his major sponsor, soon launched a video/ad campaign called “The Search,” featuring Curren and crew on an endless quest for perfect surf. Without the structure of the world tour, his eccentricity rose to the fore. He began experimenting with various, often outlandish, designs that detracted from his abilities, but added to his mystique.
As longtime rival Occhilupo returned to form in the late ’90s and claimed the 1999 world title, Curren seemed reinvigorated for his own run on the tour. He has returned to more conventional equipment, and the results have been impressive. His surfing remains on par with the world’s best. He currently resides in Santa Barbara with his wife, Maki, and their two sons. — Jason Borte, October 2000