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Surfer July 2016

We founded Surfer Magazine in 1960 with a mission: to bring our readers a slice of the entire surfing world with each issue. And for over four decades, we've made good on that promise. Every issue of Surfer is packed with spectacular award-winning photos, provocative interviews with the leading pros, and journeys to the coolest undiscovered surf spots. With your order you'll get the Annual Oversized Issue, the Buyer's Guide, and the Hot 100, featuring the world's best new surfers.

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8 Issues


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pete devries, canada

The day this shot was taken, Canadian Pete Devries had planned to check out a secret spot, accessible only by boat, just up the coast from Tofino. But when he awoke that morning, his Jet Ski’s ignition was completely frozen over. Inclement weather is just one of the many factors often working against surfers in the region. “Finding and surfing different waves here is a lot of work,” says Devries. “The coastline is full of mountainous terrain, the roads are bumpy and winding, and you usually have to hike through difficult areas to get to the spot.” Luckily Devries always has a Plan B, in this case a perfectly rippable right on the edge of the forest.…

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soft-core confession

I like my surf destinations to be one direct flight away from San Diego International Airport. Double points if they have water like a low-simmering Jacuzzi, decent restaurants a stone’s throw from the main break, and nearby vacation rentals that average at least four stars on Airbnb. Uncrowded, barreling surf would be a cherry on top, but for me, wave quality is a distant second to convenience. There, I said it. Is that sacrilege? Probably. In our culture, the headaches you’re willing to endure for the sake of waves are a kind of social currency. I may have a negative balance, however, because I’ll be the first to admit that I’m pretty soft-core when it comes to surf travel. Sure, there’s something to be said for going on a perilous journey and being…

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look, but don’t touch

There are many magical places to surf on this beautiful planet, boasting crystal-clear water, sugar-sand beaches, and welcoming locals. You know, the kinds of surf spots that fuel our schoolroom daydream doodles. The following list features none of those spots. Oh sure, a couple of them look idyllic on the surface, but dig a little deeper—it barely takes any digging at all, really—and you’ll soon be knee deep in the stuff of nightmares. Poisoned waters, bloodthirsty sharks, bloodthirsty locals, and unexploded landmines all await at these places, if you dare to surf them. But really, you shouldn’t. MAURITANIA, WEST AFRICA With wave-rich Morocco just around the corner to the north, and sunny, very surfable Senegal to the south, Mauritania should be an alluring surf destination in its own right. So what is there to…

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clyde aikau 66, waimanalo, hawaii

Big-wave riders do what they do because that’s their true passion. Surfing Waimea Bay in the late ’60s, there was no crowd and no cameras on the beach, and there was no money in big-wave riding at all. There were just a handful of guys like Barry Kanaiaupuni and Jose Angel who rode big waves because it was their passion. I think I’m the last remaining big-wave rider of that era. In Hawaiian culture you don’t really talk to your mentors; you just watch what they do and keep your mouth quiet. Then you go home and practice, practice, practice. That’s how I learned from Eddie. I watched him for two years before I paddled out at Waimea. I was a scaredycat, but I watched where he was sitting and what…

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survivors’ surf club

When we decided to go to Liberia in search of surf just a few months after an Ebola outbreak in the region, we accepted a certain amount of risk. What we didn’t realize, however, was the lethal virus that had ravaged West Africa didn’t pose the most immediate threat to our well-being. No, it seems that Christopher will kill us first. Christopher is a taxi driver, and the owner of the battered 1998 Nissan station wagon we are hurtling toward Monrovia in. He clenches his jaw compulsively each time he pushes the clutch in and jams the gearstick down. The Nissan’s engine begs for mercy as the RPM gauge shoots into the red and we swing out past the trucks, busses, and beat-up sedans lining up in front of us. Invariably,…

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northern trespass

Long ago, during a particularly merciless winter in the North Atlantic, a battered fishing ship sank off the coast of Iceland. Five fishermen leapt overboard in an attempt to swim for land, but, one by one, hypothermia overtook them and their bodies descended like stones five miles from shore. Eventually only one man remained, and it seemed that each stroke would surely be his last. But after swimming for six grueling hours, he finally set his bare feet onto a snow-covered beach. As the sun set, he stumbled through the sprawling white expanse until he spotted the light of a farm in the distance. After his rescue and physical examination, doctors flew him to London for further testing. It was found that an unusual medical condition saved him from an icy grave.…