Kauai surfer slaps Nias during swell-of-the-century last month.

The consensus from last month’s south swell that flicked every switch in the Indonesian archipelago was that it was Nias or nothing. It turned the joint into something that produced Nathan Florence’s homicidal tube, threw a charter boat onto its back proved the value of expensive cameras and as the auteur Chris Bryan explained, made Nias look like a cross between Waimea and Mavericks.

If you have enough juice in your imagination to put you in the lineup, this video short, which features the Hawaiian Tyler Newton, will put runs in your stockings and turn your face the shade of turnip tops.

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Son of nineties superstar decapitates and delimbs Waco surf park…

Business must be slowing down in Lemoore, you would think, ever since Waco unveiled its killer tank during the Founders Cup in May. 

The US team chose it as its practice tank for the Olympics; Seth Moniz backflipped into history there; every jibber from Hawaii to Australia and so on has made or is about to make a pilgrimage there. Try and book a session there. It ain’t gonna happen. It’s a sell-out.

In this sub-three minute short, made by Aaron Lieber and featuring the seventeen-year-old son of Shane Beschen, we see Noah lay the joint flat and rip its clothes off.

There’s a sequence in the film where Noah, who grew up on Oahu and who may never have to work a day job, holds a broken board and looks very sad. The mystery is never explained.

A lil backside tuberiding clinic at Desert Point from tattered former top tenner…

Did you think that one day Chris Ward, that tattered San Clemente surfer better known for his flashes of temper than his preternatural tuberiding, would end up face-down in a ditch? He just fights and fights and fights, no cause too small, no sex too weak etc.

Ward, who turns forty in December, is the protagonist in this surprisingly satisfying five-minute short filmed at Desert Point by Ricky Serrano during the so-called swell-of-the-decade three weeks ago and just before a series of earthquakes that sent a hundred or so souls into Allah’s arms. 

There’s a middle-aged softness to Ward now. He has the stomach of a drinker or someone who eats cider-cured pork loin for every meal. He still enjoys cigarettes (who doesn’t, let’s be honest) and his tube wrangling skill is so refined it pays any surfer to examine and study.