The idea seemed solid: take a few of the sports best riders to a wind-blown sandy island with a unique backdrop, kickers for days, and get to work on a full-length Knot Future film.
Once the Boys all arrived the wind completely shut off, like nothing, probably as still as that place ever gets.
I thought there was no chance that the wind wouldn’t come back in say four or five days, I don’t think I’ve ever been to the Canaries and not seen an outrageous amount of wind, especially in the high season, so it made me semi-confident that the boys would at the least knock out four or so days of decent conditions at the very worst.
