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This might sound kind of weird, but this image actually makes me extremely sad. I had been chasing this wave for ten years, and never scored it like this. We rolled up and the four of us surfed this wave by ourselves for three days straight. While we were there, the fishing village on the inside started building a jetty so they could launch their vessels closer to the village instead of driving them the 1/8 mile to the old boat launch. By the time we left, the backwash from the hardly even built jetty was already messing up the inside of the wave. Breaks my heart. Photo: Mark McInnis
Mark McInnis was born and raised in the Pacific Northwest and as a result has an unparalleled affinity for cold water. Between can collecting and panhandling, Mark puts about 25,000 miles a year on his rig in search of the perfect shot, which may end up being captured on film more often than in digital form. When not drinking red wine, watching sunrises, eating hippy food, or sleeping in sandy beds, you can find him surfing all alone on a peak way off the beaten path. On a side note, Mark is not fond of traffic, people, beets, or mini-corn.
View more of Mark’s work at markmcinnis.com.