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...
(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...
Let’s get one thing straight: surfing isn’t just a sport. It’s not just a hobby. It’s not your Sunday pilates class with a splash of SPF. Surfing is a full-contact spiritual practice disguised as a leisure activity for tan people with questionable income sources. It’s...
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,...
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...
Let’s be honest: learning to surf solo is like trying to learn salsa by reading a book. Sure, it sounds noble, but sooner or later you’re going to get tangled in your own two left feet,or in this case, arms. If you’ve ever belly-flopped your...