This is legendary Ivo Cação near my home town! I have been trying to get him back down here for ages. This time Zavial was the excuse, but it was almost flat. We scored Tonel today tough! Warm water and all, check it out!
The wonder kid was ripping in trunks, getting some nice barrels and airs. Marlon and Gony were on it too, they think Ivo is Bruno Aleixo, he is a funny cat that´s for sure and a hell of a surfer too!
Bruno is from Coimbra, near Figueira da Foz (Ivo´s birth place and mine). Same accent…
The tide was wrong and the wind sideshore, the banks weren´t perfect, but great waves runned across this point of Buarcos beautiful bay. It was the first day of Liga Meo Surf at Figueira da Foz and the boys were on it warming up for the event.
Check out this little slideshow of the action:
já se comia
I was born here and lived in this cool street full of old taverns. Lunch time was at Tyrone, where I and Marlon had sardines for days (7 euros with wine and all).
We drove to Sagres on the south coast of Portugal. The swell was west, solid, masses of water moving caressed by an offshore breeze. The tide was super low, just perfect conditions. Marlon Lipke and Francisco “Chico” Alves were on it and catched a few beautiful beasts until they got smashed and broke their boards.
Have you ever thought of this? We are relaxing waiting for set waves and this guys are hustling to catch a sargo, robalo or dourada. They need to pay for gas, bait and hopefully sell some, at least feed their family…
If I could I would give them a best supporting actor award!
When you are photographing it´s all about framing. You can tweak the aperture for some bokeh or deph of field, pump up the shutter speed, but in the end it´s the focal lenght and the perspective that matters.
Super tight shots were the norm in the nineties, all the famous photographers did it. And they liked to shoot in the morning. Ahah, morning glory!