The two amigos find solace in isolation, and some six-to-eight foot A-frames.
It’s not until you lays sight on the unmistakable speed, lines and style of Mick Fanning that you realise how much of a void he has left in his wake on tour. Damn it’s good to see him again, but it’s also great to see hime free-wheeling and we wouldn’t wish him back on tour if we could.
Mason is always a pleasure to watch for obvious reasons, he brings more fun factor than anyone in surf.
Here the two fellas head of into an unknown desert and score some isolated perfection that had them screaming into the empty surrounds like madmen.