We spent a glorious few weeks on the North Shore this winter, covering the Triple Crown, chasing roosters, rock running, and dry heaving. In the three weeks that were there, Pipe turned on more than a few times. It is truly terrifying. Grown men openly weep while urine trickles down their legs, and their wives shriek and faint on to the sand. It’s fantastic. To satiate your lust for blood, here are the best wipeouts from the Volcom Pipe Pro. Kelly won. Not surprised.
