I grew up in Mallorca (Spain).
Now when you think of must-visit surf destinations filled with pumping, high-quality waves on tap the Med is probably not your first thought, and understandably so. In summer its often flat for two to three months at a time and for the rest of the year rippable days are far and few between. Nevertheless, it is still an island, which means any swell direction you’ll get something. There are also lots of nooks and crannies, which means on choppy wind-swept days you can still find somewhere half decent. And if you know where to go and are willing to surf some dawnies (as a general rule Spanish surfers don’t do dawnies) you can get some beautiful uncrowded surf.
This Christmas there was an unusual amount of swell on the island, my brother and I were back visiting our parents and jumped on the opportunity to get wet. We actually stumbled across a new neat little spot. Equipped with my Dad’s handy cam, a flask of tea and the Best of Lois Armstrong CD we set off.
Perhaps I got a bit carried away describing the session, but give or take some words it all happened. On a side note, (as mentioned in the clip) there were some heavy rains that ended up flooding parts of the centre of the island. Luckily, as we were informed via local radio, the artisan potato harvest of the countryside town of SaPobla was NOT affected, I repeat NOT affected by the floods. We can all sleep easy…
December 2016 by Tom Griffith