Surfing is difficult at the southern tip of the African
continent. The ocean is wind swept. It is cold. There are, like, so many great
white sharks. Which is probably why most of the surfers that emerge from the
Cape Town, South Africa, area are all bearded big-wave types. It’s just too
hard to rip. But recently the surf world has been lucky enough to meet Brendon
Gibbens. Tall and baby faced, the kid spins and carves like he was raised at
Lowers or the Gold Coast or something, yet at the same time carries with him a piece
of his home. The kid surfs raw. Always in fifth gear, always attacking.
Surfers, filmmakers and magazine editors have all taken notice and see a
likeness to the godfather of raw and powerful surfing. They’re all thinking the
same thing. “You know what?” They say, and lower their voices. “He almost surfs
like…Dane.” And there is, in fact, no bigger compliment a surfer can receive.
And so we’ll stop there, and let the surfers, filmmakers, magazine editors and
of course, Brendon’s surfing, do the talking.
Enjoy Brendon with a double-shot espresso and a great white