Jeff had borrowed a pair of Quiksilver trunks the previous year and loved their feel. He convinced Quiksilver boss Alan Green to award him the U.S. license, and along with partner Bob McKnight, Hakman launched the line in the states. It started small, with the two making things up as they went along, but in no time the company was an industry giant. Unfortunately, Hakman wouldn't be around to enjoy it.
He had dabbled in drugs since his teenage years, first pot, then LSD, even engaging in a few unsuccessful smuggling attempts. However, none had the power to rule him like heroin. As Hakman's business venture was booming, his habit got the better of him, leading him to sell off his interest in the company for drug money. Eventually, he was ousted from Quiksilver completely, at which time he moved to Australia's Gold Coast to lead a struggling but happy existence with girlfriend Cherie Radcliffe. Through the mid-80s, he surfed in local legends events, worked for good friend Paul Neilson behind the counter at one of his shops, and labored to support his young son Ryan, born in 1982.
A respite came in 1984, when Hakman joined Harry Hodge and others in launching Quiksilver Europe. The enterprise was a smashing success, but Jeff's heroin binges came close to ruining his stake. Fortunately, his friends stepped in and got him into rehab in '88, at which time he finally gained control of his situation. He and Cherie married the same year and had a daughter, Lea, in '93. The Hakmans left Europe and ended up settling on Kauai, just above Hanalei Bay. Financially independent since Quiksilver USA purchased the European license from his associates in 1986, Jeff maintains a marketing role with the company. Free of the destructive forces that nearly killed him, his priorities of family, friends and surfing -- the same factors that shaped his life -- are back in order.