Off the coasts of Northern Africa and Western Continental Europe sits an archipelago that’s square in the path of any whiff of swell the North Atlantic kicks up. In winter months, the playful-surf inclined are urged to look elsewhere as those with a penchant for massive waves descend on Macaronesia with rhino chasers in hand.
French big wave surfer Benjamin Sanchis is accustomed to this pilgrimage, and this winter found a number of the heaving ledges for which he came. The title of the short flick above is “Macaronesian Bliss,” but the funny thing about bliss is it’s subjective.
For 99.9 percent of us, this ain’t bliss. Not even close.
