Chasing Swell, Raising Hell

Last February (which seems an eternity ago), I spent a couple of weeks in Durban, South Africa, reporting on a surf program for homeless children. The assignment—for various reasons, one of them being Covid-19—was never completed, and I hope to find a good home for this story next year. For now, here are a few pictures in front of and behind the scenes.

The boys on their way to uShaka; testing my drone; Julian preparing to jump; Andile giving Sbonga a hand. Lucky posing with an earring we found in the street; Sbonga taking a shower after a session; Cedric sitting out at New Pier, surfer dudes during a super swell. I never ventured away much from the beach but was impressed with this giant highway. The kitchen in my Airbnb slowly filled up with boards and wetsuits. Navigating taxis and stretching legs with Ntando on Sundays; seagulls at my morning coffee spot. I’m wistful going through all these files … what a wonderful time it had been. I can’t wait to be back soon for more waves and pictures.