In 1988, the shop landscape was much more diverse than it is today; the shop was not just a pure point of sale, but often also a meeting place and lifestyle broker. surf anonymously scrutinised 23 shops and assessed their service, advice and display. Some showed serious deficiencies in their advice and neglected the "excess volume", i.e. the reserve for a sheet launch. Pearls from the consultations: "The sooner you start planing, the easier it is on your arms!", "The Bullitt can be surfed like a goat can be ridden!" or "If I ride the board, it's good for you too!". But the bottom line is that the quality of advice in the vast majority of shops is impressive!
Today, aluminium masts are at most still acceptable for hoisting a flag of your favourite brand (or football club), but in 1988 they were considered expert material. In contrast to the buttery soft GRP spars, they were light, "lively" and provided top twist. Dunkerbeck, Naish and co. all raced with light metal. Robby also tried out a new aluminium model in the waves: "If I get hit by a wave, even a heavy GRP mast will break. The lighter aluminium mast allows a larger sail in gusty conditions, which means I can outrun threatening wave crests even in the wind hole." Carbon fibre masts were already available at the time, but were only of interest to professionals due to their high price.
surf also gets to the bottom of the causes of broken masts and finds out that the front pieces of the "folding forks" often crush the mast to such an extent that a predetermined breaking point is created. "90 per cent of all booms are mast killers," is the conclusion. One specialist even predicts: "The end of the folding fork era is in sight!" However, there is no alternative.
When it comes to fashion, the eighties are special anyway, as you can see when leafing through the magazine. Bright neon, screaming colours and adventurous hairstyles paint an impressive style picture of the era. Windsurfers as casual fun sportsmen often lead the way in terms of fashion, but the scene itself is also diverse. surf shows the different types of surfers and how they can be recognised. The Fanatic type finds "a three-megabyte hard drive just as exciting as three metres of ultra-carbon", while the Klepper type has opted for a brand "without any Hawaiian image", whose name is "colloquial German for a decrepit ungulate". The Mistral guy hasn't been on the water for a long time ("has started to think about buying a proper yacht"), while the Francophile Tiga rider goes out on the water even in sleet. The Windsurfing Chiemsee type, on the other hand, is ahead of his time and only finds windsurfing interesting on the Cape Verde Islands or in the Bering Strait.
"Women surfers - one of the underprivileged groups in this republic?" asks surf and shows a waiting beauty sitting on the shore in a lowered 190 and reading "Everything will be different with the next man" while her boyfriend/husband trudges into the (mirror-smooth) water. Various scenarios are sketched out: The lady of the heart is sandblasted in a storm, rudely reprimanded during her own attempts at surfing or left alone with the children. One psychologist states: "Surfing is a time-consuming hobby that is hostile to communication. It can often exacerbate existing problems in a marriage!" The solutions: Relaxed warm water spots instead of the cold Baltic Sea, professional surf instructors instead of over-ambitious friends and a clear division of family and surfing time.