In 1966, footage of Mike Hynson walking atop his longboard debuted in theaters across the world. Alongside Robert August and filmmaker Bruce Brown, Hynson’s globe-trotting in The Endless Summer helped ...

“The Endless Summer” was released in 1966, and remains one of the most popular films ever made about surfing. Recently, “The Birth of the Endless Summer,” a documentary about the making of the ...

Mike Hynson, who epitomized the image of the bronzed surf god as a star of the hit 1966 surfing documentary "The Endless Summer" and, with his outlaw instincts, embodied the rebel ethos of the sport ...

Add Yahoo as a preferred source to see more of our stories on Google. Endless Summer/Cinema V Distributing When I'm trapped in New York City, and the February winds rattle the windows of my house, and ...

— -- Between contests stops on the World Surf League pro tour in May, John Florence and Filipe Toledo traveled to a remote area of Rio de Janeiro to film for Florence's upcoming film, " View from ...

He was handsome and brash and cemented a reputation for navigating the San Diego County surf long before he was captured on film and propelled to worldwide celebrity. Michael Hynson, co-star of the ...

As the Saturday morning haze burned off into clear skies, surfing’s elite began to gather in droves along La Jolla’s reefs, to remember Mike Hynson, one of modern surfing’s true originals, who died on ...

[Editor’s note: This essay first appeared in the “Chapters of Our Lives” issue of PREMIUM Magazine, which featured personal storytelling.] South Orange County, 1966 “They’re showing that surf film,” ...

All the Latest Game Footage and Images from The Endless Summer: Search For Surf Open World Two Player 3D Surfing Physics Game. Learn to surf, explore the tropical islands by jet ski or land, find new ...

All the Latest Game Footage and Images from The Endless Summer Surfing Challenge A realistic physics based surfing simulation. Complete the 12 challenge rounds with a choice of 5 different surfers or ...

When I'm trapped in New York City, and the February winds rattle the windows of my house, and the trees outside are bare, and even my wetsuit—which the 38-degree ocean feels somehow too cold for—lies ...