Shark Island. Aka The Island. Aka fuckinell.
So Gen X, that Shark Island.
Antipode baby boomers charged chunky Margies, Bloody big Bells. Partook in Indo adventures, a blur of pintail singles and ‘shrooms.
Millennials freak on The Right, Shippies, all manner of relatively recent tube flare fare.
And yet somewhere in between, almost forgotten just like the Generation X that championed it, is the Cronulla slab of Shark Island, a bone crunching reminder of yester-rad.
Let the big south swell that lit up Australia’s East Coast a couple weeks back take you back.
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