It was here I discovered twerking, where local women crouch in front of their mark, quivering glutes devouring his dingus like a wolf.
In this edit from the channel of Jackson Dorian, the sixteen-year-old boy of Shane Dorian and godson to Kelly Slater, we find Jackie and his god-daddy enjoying several memorable days at the premier wave on the island of Barbados, a stunning righthander near the town of Bathsheba.
I visited Bathsheba in the early two-thousands, staying in a house with a good vantage point over the wave, and enjoyed its spectacular fruit over the course of a week-long swell, thrilling to the chip-shot-into-the-tube takeoff and a wall long enough to wind one’s handle vigorously.
At nightfall, we would drive into town for dinner and dancing and it was here I discovered an early version of twerking, where local women with red lips and white teeth, brilliantly dressed, crouched in front of their mark, quivering glutes devouring his dingus like a wolf.
Slater said if he could re-live one day of his life over and over again forever, that session would be it.
What a thrill to see little Jackie, who was born the year Sipping Jetstreams was released, assaulting the same wave with the almost fifty-one-year-old Slater.