Welcome to Uluwatu, Bali’s crown jewel of surfing, where cliffs drop like mic drops, barrels roar like jet engines, and even the most sunburnt beginner can find their wave. If surfing were religion, Uluwatu would be the temple (literally...
Bali isn’t just a surf destination...
If you’ve ever rocked up to your favorite surf spot, frothing harder than a cappuccino machine, only to find the waves looking flatter than your grandma’s ironing board, you’ve met the mysterious culprit: swell direction. This slippery devil is the reason your local beach looks...
It’s 5:00 AM at Wave House. The world is still half-asleep, roosters are only warming up their vocal cords, and somewhere in Canggu, a kettle is silently judging you for not making a Bali kopi yet. But we? We’re already up, boards waxed, eyes bleary...
(Because Poseidon clearly runs on island time). Let’s face it, surf seasons in Bali are basically Mother Nature’s way of reminding us she’s still got better rhythm than Mick Jagger. Whether you’re a frothy newbie that just got bitten by the surf bug, straight off a...
(Or: How to Avoid Looking Like a Soggy Pretzel in the Lineup) Surfing and yoga may seem like total opposites. One is you hurling yourself at moving walls of water with reckless joy, the other is you stretching in serene silence while you achieve samsara. But put...
I’ve seen your type before. You, with your thousand-yard Slack stare, your third triple-shot Americano, and that nervous twitch every time someone says “let’s circle back.” You who can merge a PDF in under two seconds but haven’t merged your soul with joy since pre-pandemic Happy...
Once upon a time in the lineup, a sacred pecking order reigned. Surf localism was law, and that law was enforced by dudes with sun-leathered faces, neck tats, and a stare that could curdle coconut water. Paddle into their peak without the proper passport (read:...