Aqualuna Media and Creative Pty

White Horses

White Horses #26

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White Horses is an original and authentic quarterly publication about the surf, ocean, creativity and adventure, and delivers a worthy and highly acclaimed alternative to existing surf mags. If you get equally, if not more excited by the glimpse of a clean, empty beach-break peak through some foreshore trees, than you do witnessing a million air reverses on a comp webcast, then there's every chance White Horses is for you.

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in this issue

4 min.
biggest swell since forever

Today was pretty flat, or finally flat enough that I could find other interesting things to do but surf. I put a few hours work in, then grabbed my goggles and ran down to the reef. I threw myself in the water at the same spot I use to paddle out, where the gremmies hit it. The keyhole at the top scares me for a lot of reasons and I prefer to avoid it, especially when it’s big. I’m flat on the reef and small waves roll over me. It may look sketchy, but it’s not. I try to swim out to the peak, grabbing the reef to pull myself ahead, but the current is gushing at seven to eight knots and as hard as I swim, it pulls me backwards.…

4 min.
a few of my favourite things

I was born in Auckland and in 1973 the family moved to Wollongong, when I was eight. Dad’s a professor of accountancy and was brought out to Australia to help set up the Economics Department at the University of Wollongong. I had a purely organic impulse to draw when I was young. If it was raining I would happily draw all day, make things up in my head. Strangely I was attracted to drawing tall ships – I loved all that rigging and the sails. I just guessed how it might look. In the early days of my art I had little bumps where I made a lot of money and then made nothing and struggled. Then 18 years ago at age 35, our first child arrived and I realised I…

3 min.
double the fun

Yeah, we all love double-ups, those sucky, two-for-the-price-of-one nuggets. Usually these anomalies are accompanied by collective whoops from the lineup as some punter paddles into the wave – or the beating – of the day. A simple look-see tells us that double-ups are created by one wave catching up with another, but why then are they a random occurrence rather than the norm, and what exactly is responsible for this strange sorcery? The Hoss investigates! Let’s start with what a wave really is. Ocean waves are undulations of the water’s surface, caused by the transfer of energy. The water that makes up a wave does not actually advance with it across the sea. Rather, these water molecules make a circular orbit with the passage of each wave, and then return to pretty…

2 min.
wollie, ava and tjina

I’ve had Wollie for 15 years now; he grew up on the beach at Supertubes. I trained him so that I could leave him on the beach when I went surfing, but he used to howl like crazy at first. He would follow me along the point, up and down, up and down. The waves break pretty close to the shore here so he’d come stand on the rocks and cry and cry and cry. People would freak out! I’d come back from a surf and there’d be voicemails on my phone from all kinds of strangers who got my number off his tags and thought I’d abandoned him. Once there was a voicemail from this lady who said, “Your dog’s on the beach and he’s crying! He loves you so…

7 min.
ganti’s gang

It was one of those blistering hot days in Kuta. Dogs yapping, incense lingering in the air, motorbikes buzzing through the chaos sending offerings flying everywhere as shirtless Scandinavians attempt to wander off the haze of the night before. Casting an eye inside the busy Goku BBQ restaurant one might not notice anything out of the ordinary, but if you’ve spent any time surfing in Indonesia you’d quickly gather that the collection of laughing locals down the back, attacking plates of flame grilled chicken and ribs, are Balinese surfing’s very own royal family. Wayan “Ganti” Gantiasa is the patriarch of the clan, who all live within a few blocks of each other off the notorious Jalan Benesari, the back alley that snakes from Kuta Beach and continues down to Poppies II,…

2 min.
belinda and rayson

Dad was a photographer and I was about 13 years old when I decided I wanted to follow in his footsteps. He was going on a shoot with Belinda Baggs and I remember asking him a bunch of times if I could come help him. We finally came to an agreement: I would be assigned the position of holding the flash. I still remember to this day the joy that I got from being able to come along and do what Dad was doing. I was stoked beyond belief! Looking back I was probably a bit of an inconvenience on that assignment, but Dad must have seen how keen I was. I like to think it gave him joy to pass down something he loved to me, as he had done with…