After bombing down from Scotland on a quick little 3000-mile roadie, we pick up the boys where they left us in EP2: Morocco.

If someone told you the footage was from Northern/Central Baja somewhere, you’d believe them as the similarities are familiar and numerous. Cliff-side right points, dusty, cactus, etc.

Until you see a camel cruise by.

Torren and Ishka keep heading south and befriend a local named Omar – which is probably like being named John in the US – who just happens to have a testy little slab right out the front of his oceanfront abode, which is literally built into the cliff. They trade a few waves, share a local meal or two before heading off once again.

The section towards the end with Torren surfing what looks to be alone in 6-8 foot bombs is trademark Martyn-stuff: mid-length twinnie, perfect style, and, of course, charging.

As always, Ishka captures the surrounding landscape and culture with a point of view that makes you feel like you’re right there with um. This ain’t just another surf flick.

Looking forward to the next episode.

What Youth

Original Soundtrack by Headland