Have you met Yeti? If you’ve already laid eyes on your Feb. 2009 issue of Surfer than chances are you know what I’m talking about. If you haven’t, you may want to set some time aside and make it a point to suss out some of the photos captured by Jason Murray of one of the nastiest waves being ridden anywhere in the world.
The uncovering of this beast that lays just off the coast of Oregon has been making it’s way around the surfing world the past few weeks and is creating noise in the process. Waves like that just aren’t supposed to be ridden. Yet, looking into the mag and staring with my jaw down to my teets, there they were…some of the gnarliest surfers the sport has ever seen riding a wave that has death written all over it.
It cracked me up to get out of the water yesterday and spot a group of 4 or 5 wide-eyed surfers right there on the beach huddled together around their mag as if they were back in 8th grade getting a peak at their first Playboy. But that’s the effect that Yeti has upon first glance. The revealing of Yeti to the world of surfing is happening quickly and generating a crazy buzz.
Obviously Yeti is now a secret break no more, and the revealing of a wave that was essentially unheard of before is always a bittersweet process. You’re stoked to see images that are evidence of pure progression and raise the bar on what’s possible in surfing, but you feel for the locals who have been quietly charging the place long before it made it’s way into the center of Surfer Magazine. However the author makes a great point that waves like this take care of themselves. If you’re one of those who looks at a wave like this and gets any desire to ride it, you’re a far heavier surfer than I. With a wave like Yeti, I’m more than content to sit back and enjoy the view from the sidelines.