Life in Mozambique does not lend it self well towards maintaining an on-line audience so apologies all round for the delayed blogroll/age…things have been characteristically slow out here in East Africa since the waves stopped waving, but today there is swell and i’ve promised my self i’m a surfer again- I just hope the current stops currenting down the point I rode three waves this morning and came in broken!

nymphos aboard the Nymph...
How’s Royden winning the Cold Water Classic hey- what a champ, Dave Richards bailed Scotland for some tropical reelers here in Mozam shooting with me and AVG, he flew straight to Brazil from here looking sweet for a good seeding what with the volcanic cloud of ash thingy trapping most of the world tour in Euroland-eish!
Lilo ended up a little Mozam-bleak after losing his passport and after failing to take notice of the fact that when you enter a foreign country, no matter how small the airport is- you need to get a stamp…he found himself very close to spending a bit of time in an African jail but thanks to a little persuasion and guidance from the local crew(Dom King, Jao and Richie you guys are champs)and of course the token wad of cash he finally got on the plane toward J-bay. Shame is all I can say- his first photo trip, he loses his passport, Ipod and flight details on the first day, gets hardly any shots and quite literally has to buy his way out of the country- I hate to use the expression but This Is Africa- she takes no prisoners so there’s a lesson here- the other lesson I learnt is when there are waves- and AVG is amped to shoot- ride ‘em! This is the first time i’ve had the oppurtunity to shoot with the energizer bunny that himself- our first session was nearly five hours of shooting! I kept waiting for him to say something or pull the plug and when we finally got out he admitted the same thing- gota make hay while the sun shines hey…that we did.
For now, we’ve rented a sweet pozi with a glimpse of the line-up for May so if you know where I am-come visit! We plotting a bit of prospecting a thousand or so miles North in the Cabo Delgado province- truck rides and chappas, one board and the full camping set-up, feral time proper and if we find what I think we are gona find- it’ll be on like Donkey Kong and the ‘zag better send AVG here pronto!













































































































































