Australia is where Risky Ripples was born. I flew over from an Indo mission last year to hang with Andrew (AK) and Russ Bierke, chasing a swell to an isolated, mysto slab down south with some of the local boys and Guy Mac. We arrived and it was the gnarliest thing I've ever seen. The wave comes out of deep water and bottoms out on a near dry piece of rock. The good ones looked like close outs, but the reef would bend them back on themselves, creating a mental, teahupoo-like west bowl.
If you wiped-out, you would ping pong ball through the rocks on the inside, eventually ending up dry-docked on the inside rock-pile.
In amongst all these elements, Ak was filming from the ski, floating pretty much on the lip of the end bowl and dodging the 15 foot wash throughs, capturing the action of the boys whipping into the most psycho pits. We were just doing our thing in the middle of nowhere, just a few swags tents on the cliff, no crowds, no spectators. It was epic, and I was so keen for more of these kind of missions.
Following this, AK and I teamed up earlier this year in hope of some similar action. I lined-up a month on the east coast, to film for Ep 1 of Risky Ripples. Aus is so central compared to South Africa. At the drop of a hat we could be in Indo, Tahiti, Fiji, Tasmania or simply chase a swell to the south or west coast. All of these locations have some of the best and riskiest waves on the planet, and we were ready; locked and loaded.
From SA, I pulled the trigger and caught a flight to Melbourne, on what looked like 5 days of cooking surf. When I landed in my Dubai transit, Russ had just drowned and been resuscitated, and four of the 5 days had turned onshore. BLOW OUT!
We then had a flat spell, so the local boys showed, photog, Ryan 'Chachi', and I, some swag camping with the kangaroos. I kept thinking that kangaroos are way better than our baboons back home which steal all our food.
I then got really sick for 5 days and all the boys were tuning me that I was only love sick. However, at the end of the trip, I found a tick in my neck, which proved I was suffering physically rather than emotionally.