A Modern Reunion in Reunion

Modern Collective Phones Home From Reunion Island

After 26 hours of flying I'm power-frothing to be in Reunion on another trip with the Modern Collective crew, not to mention a surf trip to a new destination. Only problem is no one here has been here either. Mitch Coleborn, Craig Anderson, Kai Neville and Barren Hall and I are eagerly awaiting Jordy Smith's arrival like a bunch of kids waiting to tear through presents on Christmas morning.

Luckily we are situated right in front of the left at St. Leu. The pad is appropriately named Le Dodo Spot, I guess because you got to be a fucking dodo not to get to the wave.

I think the Dodo bird is like a national symbol or state bird too. Even the beer has pictures of Dodo's on them. It's pretty fun to say "dua dodos, merci".

Our total lack of French is amazing or comedic depending on how you look at it. But somehow we are still getting by on sign language, pointing and guessing.

The left at St. Leu is pretty amazing. The water is crystal clear and the reef is sharp as anywhere I've ever seen. Think Restaurants on glue and you'll have an idea.

So far it's been small but smashable and uncrowded. Of course a big swell is coming on the weekend and should bring everyone out of the woodworks.

Mitch and Craig have been surfing well and enjoying the new environment to boot. This is basically my first time shooting Mr. Anderson and to say his style is unique would be an understatement. He loves to not pump or show any kind of aggressiveness on a wave and then all of the sudden he'll come off the bottom and pop a huge frontside 3. The shit is weird.

Hooker point