It’s the final days of SW418 and a last chance to read Derek Hynd’s epic on the rise and fall of Shane Herring. “As a tour coach and writer I’d seen in Herring as far back as 1989, the type of small-wave form at Burleigh Heads to place him in the realm of greatness. And then the improvement, the panache, coursed through. One hell of a stage was set, with one hell of a black curtain. Ancient key of survival, modern key to sport is basic. Hunt. Kill. Relax. Bungle the one though, bungle the lot. Call it the No-Futures. The ‘away’ tour of 1992 was no place for young men. No young Australian men at least. One event, any event, any country, merely compounded the day/night/day/night six-month train. Party trussed up as sport. Forget about this being the sole domain of a kid gone berko. It implicates institutionalised mayhem...” 📷 @jiminyclicket