It’s called One Palm Point, and it’s so shallow you need a wetsuit, and possibly a helmet too — even though it’s just south of the equator, and the water temp’s just north of 30° celsius.  Never mind the fact you’re a sponsored pro well versed in the arts of barrel navigation and reef avoidance.

None of this is really news, admittedly — not to anyone who’s gorged themselves silly on Timmy Turner’s Second Thoughts, anyway. Apart from the worrying lack of space between fin and coral, the wave’s pretty much perfect. Here young Jackson Coffey pays the price of admission, turning himself into a sweaty mess and taking a few to the chin all the same.