Surf Guns of Morocco

A true story of a fatal surf trip to Mocrcoo. Bullets were hitting all around us.! Our trusty 30 year old Peugeot J9 camper van surf van, 'The Spider Pig', was our only hope of escape. . We surf with super cool locals in Spain. WE accidently crossed a river during a blackout thunderstorm from hell. Plus we meet and party with loads of cool people during our Escape back to France.

These are my true European and Moroccan surf and survival stories. It begins with us being attacked by Moroccans with AK47s. We could only survive if we could get out of there in our van under a hail of bullet fire. When we took the ferry over to Spain we thought we were safe We still have to get past the 'Coast of Death' in northern Spain. The odds were stacked against us that's for sure.

. Now I fly back and forth from SAN Diego to Europe, surfing in all the wrong places and trying hard not to be killed. After that I was accepted That was cool. Then Lomax and I went to Jersey Island and surfed there for awhile with some of his mates from uni. That is where jersey milk comes from, not America. SO after that we went to canary Islands and surfed and hung out with his Dad that owned a hotel on Lanzarote. we went back to the UK and got a place and surfed all over and I met some of my best friends there. Too bad I got deported,