Frankie Harrer is a home haircut, dyed green. She’s riot and responsibility, tattoos and indulgence. She’s the darkness of burnout and the warm glow of newfound motivation. She’s anxiety, insecurity, confidence and power. Frankie is an accidental child prodigy who, in time, accidentally created a career lane for herself as a fearless, freesurfing mum. Frankie does things her own way.
A decade ago, young Frankie Harrer booked a flight to Tahiti with her friend, Quincy Davis and filmmaker, Morgan Maassen. They envisioned a relaxing week in the tropics, surfing playful waves. They didn’t bother to check the charts. They were kids. They just went surfing.
When they arrived at their homestay in Teahupoo, sightings of John Florence and other heavyweight chargers sucked the enchantment from the air. “’Is there a…
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Surfing World (Digital) - 1 Issue, Issue 424