Surfer dropping into an overhead right at Bawa

Bawa — chunky right, south swell, boat alone.

a Banyaks surf chronicle · aboard the PULSE · June 2026

Day Four

Bawa, thanks Paul

A chunky right catching the south swell, the boat alone — and Paul got the boys lost exploring around the corner.

Bawa, the Hinako Islands · Thursday 18 June 2026

One evocative line to open the day.

Dawn patrol

Where the day began

Opening paragraph, written once the day's story lands. Who was up first, what the reef was doing at first light, coffee before the paddle-out.

Bawa from above.
In the lineup

The day's surf

The main movement of the day: the sets that came through, the wave of the day, the wipeout the whole boat is still laughing about.

Morning right off the palms.
The evening session turns to gold.
Ashore, exploring, and briefly lost — thanks Paul.
The reef keeps its own ledger.
Between sessions — interlude

A lighter human aside from the day. The trolling lines, the sashimi plate, Marcus's call on tomorrow's break.

From the lineup — in their words

The froth

The best of the group chat and the voice notes, tidied only enough to read.

“A line from the lineup goes here.”
Guest name
Golden hour

Glass-off

Closing prose. The evening glass-off, dinner talk of tomorrow's swell, the reef breathing in the dark.

Last run back to the Pulse.

A short italic envoi, the feeling to leave on.