So you’ve been Googling “Uluwatu surf camp” like it’s your new full-time job. Maybe you’re dreaming of barrel shots in this world class breaks every great surfers has shredded in shed tears at, or perhaps you just want to stand up on a wave...
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...
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...
A Jungian twist on why the wave doesn’t lie, and why your board knows your business before your therapist does. You thought surfing was just about sun-kissed skin, salty smiles, and the occasional “Yewww!” echoing across the waves like a stoked seagull on molly? Oh no,...
Let’s just get this out of the way: surfing is a cult. A wet, sandy, sun-kissed, saltwater cult that smells like reef-safe sunscreen and existential freedom. Once you catch your first wave, it’s over. You’re done. That’s it. Congratulations, you’ve entered the point of no...
You’re sipping your morning coffee, scrolling Surfline like it’s your ex’s IG, and BAM, the forecast says “3–4 ft, clean conditions.” You do a little dance. You stretch. You wax your board with the confidence of Poseidon’s favorite child. But when you paddle out…THERE. ARE. WALLS.Towering...