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Land of the
How one farmer has
traveled the South to find and save the disappearing breeds of our
past—one goat, sheep, cow, pig, and goose at a time
Turtle Squad - April/May 2013
When John Rucker and his Boykins head out,
reptile researchers pay heed.
The Shell Hunter:
For one Civil War relic collector, the past can be very
Force of Nature.
June 2008 By: Chris Dixon
Beau Turner controls two million acres of forest and ranch land.
Thankfully, he'd like to see much of it restored to its natural state
Charleston City Portrait - The
culture and soul of Charleston, South Carolina
By: Chris Dixon
People once scoffed at their dreams of a nearly unbroken rural greenbelt
surrounding Charleston, or of vast wildlife and estuarine refuge areas
stretching from Georgetown County clear to the Savannah River. Not
Dixon’s Outside Author Page
Long's Latest Brush With Death – April/2013
One of the greatest
big-wave surfers alive nearly died on a 50-footer in December. Now many
in the surfing world are blaming another heavyweight—and the jet-powered
board he was riding.
Bull: Dissecting 'The One That Got Away'
- July 2012
When a YouTube video showing a "big-ass" shark snatching a
tasty red drum off the end of a fishing pole went viral last week, Chris
Dixon, who lives on the water in the area, wondered if he should be more
concerned. He spoke to Arnold Postell, a senior
biologist at the South Carolina Aquarium, to find out.
In the wake of a
controversial ESPN interview, big wave surfers tell Laird Hamilton to put
up or shut up
The Surfer’s Journal
Cocktail. Fall '12.
Journey down to
Charleston, South Carolina, where Chris Dixon makes sense of life amid
flag-waving confederates, hospitable lineups, and seldom probed outer
Deafening Silence. Winter '12.
It was called Zoo and it was the best wave on Jamaica. But in 2004,
Hurricane Ivan strafed the island. Zoo was one of the storm’s untold
casualties until Chris Dixon sat down with Billy Wilmot, who pioneered
the break, grew to acclaim because of it, and then found himself stranded
in the lineup on its dying day.
for Skip Film Productions, Los Angeles
Author: Ghost Wave. The Discovery
of Cortes Bank and the Biggest Wave on Earth.
By Chris Dixon
Published by Chronicle Books, Nov. 2011
Trailer on YouTube
Wave on Amazon:
Formats: Hardcover, Kindle
Audible.com: Read by the Author.
80+ Reviews – 4.5 Stars…
Ghost Wave takes us to a place of
almost mythic power and tells a story that unfolds like a long ride on a
killer wave. I can’t imagine doing what those surfers are doing out there
on Cortes Bank—and I can’t imagine a finer book about them. This is a
beautifully researched and compellingly written book. I read it straight
through from the first page. Terrifying.’ - Sebastian Junger,
Author of The Perfect Storm
The Southerner's Handbook -
A Guide to Living the Good Life
York Times Bestseller
By The Editors of Garden & Gun
Published by Harper Collins
New York Times 36 Hours: 150 Weekends in the USA & Canada
York Times Bestseller
Big Juice: Epic Tales of Big Wave Surfing.
Edited by Sam George and John Long. Writer/Contributing Editor:
by Falcon Guides, November, 2011.
Defy Giant Waves Awakened by Storm.
My New York Times story that provided the spark for Ghost Wave.
The New York Times:
10 on Screen With Real Surfers
Gerard Butler in the Surfing Movie ‘Chasing Mavericks’
Early on the morning of Dec. 19, 1994, a surfer named Jeff Clark stood
alongside a few friends on a high bluff just outside Pillar Point Harbor
in Half Moon Bay, Calif., watching 40-foot waves crash onto the reef at
the big-wave surf spot known as Mavericks.
New York Times
King of Big Waves, Greg Long Helps Return
Focus to Paddle Surfing
I traveled to the Bank with Greg Long, Mike Parsons, Shane Dorian,
Ian Walsh, Maverick's founding father Jeff Clark and the man who once
tried to turn the Bank into an island in 1966 by sinking a huge ship atop
it. We witnessed huge tow-in and paddle surfing.
High Noon at Bishop Rock.
A Paddle-Only Assault on the Cortes Bank. December: 2009.
“When we were here the
last time,” Greg Long says sweeping his arm towards the clanging bell
buoy atop the Bishop Rock, “it was a whiteout the whole length of the
reef. And all the way up, I mean, you know how long the Bank is, there
were waves spotting and breaking all the way down right up to here in
front of us. You could see waves breaking in slow motion, five miles