WEDGE take two! If Trestles is a wave designed by committee, a uniform setup with something for everyone and unlikely to inflict much pain, then Newport’s Wedge came out of the horrific marriage of Anton Chigurh and Hannibal Lecter.
This is surfing’s equivalent of a slasher movie, you know everyone is going to meet a horrific fate and it is just a question of how. The motivation behind the riders intention is clear, have fun, try not to die. The audience is unquestioningly voyeuristic. And the source of the edit was of course that monster south swell which hit Teahupoo. Get the popcorn out.
The Yeti is real and we chased it through forest and stream in the dead of the PNW winter.
A cacophony of bells reverberated around the sandstone cliffs of Bells Beach on Wednesday, announcing the wins of two wholly unsurprising victors.
The Approaching Lines Festival is a three-night extravaganza showcasing the cream of UK and International surf filmmaking.
Two Argentinian brothers journey into the myth infused archipelago of Patagonia.
Drawn in by the ugly perfection of P-Pass, Alex and Koa Smith journeyed to those isolated dots of sand in the western Pacific and ended up scoring one of the best sessions of the year.