Well you don’t go to Indo for the rip bowls do you? The whole goddamn point of Indo is the tubes. Now sure if you hunt hard at home you will get tubed – from big sand-up-the-clacker beachies to gnarly slabs to draining reef points. However it lacks the consistency and the perfection of the Indian Ocean. At home with no clockwork trade winds, the breeze flickers and flares every time a butterfly farts in Mexico and whole banks disappear in hours.

You will get flat spells in Indo, but as soon as the swell comes the whole archipelago transforms into the world’s premier tube haven. If you think you can get more under the lip coverage at home, you are not only deranged, you may also be a Stand Up Paddleboarder.