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An African Surf Documentary

What if you must not surf here?

Photos by Judith Recher / Lupi Spuma
Text by Andreas Jaritz

I don’t know if somebody has named it before, so let’s call this spot Radar’s. We found some blurry information about this perfect right hander close to Dakhla on Magicseaweed. It says La Sarga. But as far as we can judge La Sarga  is a different spot to be found on the west coast of the Dakhla peninsula. Who really knows?

The fishermen and military personnel in the small fishing village south of Dakhla city told us they have never seen a surfer there before. We can’t believe it. It’s too perfect and too close to town not to be discovered yet. We just can’t be the first to surf this spot.

 
 
 

It felt like a place from a distant star. Let’s call it Radar’s because at the far end of the bay, where the biggest section of the wave starts perfectly peeling, the Moroccan military operates a radar station. The guys in the tower have the most ideal overview.

One should ask for permission to surf if they’re lucky enough to find a spot pumping like we did. We asked. The guy in the uniform who approached us upon arrival at the beach–very friendly, smiling but yet with authority–said no. How could he know we were desperate?

What would you do, if you were not allowed to surf here?

After weeks of enduring a long, long flat spell, Radar’s was the first spot we found in Morocco that lived up to the hype: a magical right-hand pointbreak with long perfectly peeling waves that break gently along the beach for hundreds of meters. What to do? We’ve come this far. Should we not surf? Seriously?

No. Torture. The service man thought we wanted to put jet skis into the water. As we explained that we just wanted to surf with boards he smiled and concluded, “Ok, no problem. Just let me confirm with the HQ that you can surf here.”

A couple of minutes later we got an invitation for a cup of tea and the admission for surfing. Bismillah!

All misunderstandings eliminated, surf was on.

Radar’s– or La Sarga–was definitely one of the most remarkable waves I’ve ever surfed. It was small, but broke perfectly for two days. It was like surfing in a wave pool. It was our Cape St. Francis from The Endless Summer. Roman and Felix had a blast. Rideable barrels, fun turns, speedy sections, stalling, the whole program. Being a goofy-footer I  got my fair share on the backhand too.

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