Three weeks of Portuguese choke-holds…
Once, and not so long ago, Nazaré was famous as home base for the monstrous European tow-kook. Do you remember those early clips?
Brave crabs and courageous stink bugs zipping down fifty-foot burgers that didn’t break?
Of course, once fifty-foot turned into seventy-five and then a few lizards started paddling the joint, the game changed.
Shane Dorian visited a few years ago and described it as a graveyard for jetskis and said he was happy to ride two waves and get the hell out of there.
The skimboarder Brad Domke, who’s taken his finless Exile sled to Jaws and to Puerto Escondido, told me, “Its an ancient beast. It’s like there’s a monster in the water making the water move really strangely and scary. I don’t know why. You look at photos with these barreling waves and you’re, like, when our turn came on the wave it wouldn’t make sense. It feels so mutant and big.”
This three-minute reel is a joy to watch for it appears that every damn surfer is going straight to hell, in some form.
And those paddle takeoffs? Outrageous.
“Have you ever jumped off a 4 story tall building and landed face first in to a swimming pool?” says the filmmaker. “Well just a little bit what its like to wipeout here in Nazare. These are just the wipeout clips that I’ve filmed here in Nazare in the past three weeks!”