The season that keeps on giving! It’s hard to go wrong choosing a destination to go surfing in the Sumatran Islands with a riches of world class surfing breaks matched nowhere else on the planet. Chances are high you are going to score no matter where you point the bow, especially in peak swell season.

Heading north, the promise of Sumatra’s beauty was impossible to ignore. The lads had already made a few Indonesian trips, but chartering into some of the island chain’s most remote zones brought an entirely new sense of adventure.

Southerlies = lefts. But who’s complaining when it’s perfect waves with just your mates.

After a suspect first few days that mother nature had complete control of, we found ourselves back at one of our favorite protected corners. At first, it didn’t look like much but as the morning went on, she started to give us more and just like that, the trip had kicked into gear with some groomed Indo perfection back on the menu.

Chelly and Bruiser rounded up Avoca's finest young hell men, throw Benny into the mix, an absolute bonanza of perfect empty lefts, and that was one hell of a trip!

The charts had been teasing for days with a proper south pulse on the long range, so we got to our target break down south early in anticipation. A couple of other boats had the same idea, but the swell hadn't really shown its hand on “the day”.

Bubba and Musso decided there was only one proper way to celebrate a combined half-century – round up some mates and get on the Mango.

The phone messages were clear - "Head north in search of empty slabs” As it turns out, they picked one hell of a trip window.

The mighty Mango fired up for another two-week mission, this time - a bit of Mentawai and Telo action. Falcon, Budgie, junior Budgie, and the usual collection of certified legends jumped onboard armed with questionable card tactics, a promising second week forecast, and just a little duty free….

Canada's finest trading sub-zero junk for equatorial perfection — had unknowingly timed it to the minute. And just like that… it was on!

With swell on the lean side and the constant N–NW wind threatening to ruin the party, it became a game of instinct this trip — less following forecast apps, more lookoutthewindow.com — and it worked.

With the booking tag of “Boag’s 50th Birthday Trip,” there was always going to be some shenanigans. A few extra beers and booze added to the pre-sail provisions list, and a no-judgement mandate made sure of that.

After an appalling Aussie summer for waves, and half the boys doing Uni or spending their summer in the snow the boys were washed!

There’s something special about having your old man and some close family friends onboard - truly making memories that will be revisited for a lifetime.

It’s that time of year where the crowds thin right out and the swell magnets come into play - consistent, fun, dreamy waves. 

Before departure the lads requested a few favorites and that’s exactly where we headed. 

Kurt Cruden and co jump onboard for some Schoolies madness, bringing along dad, Matt, Seano and Snowy to make sure the groms didn’t get out of hand.

The Coffs Harbour Old Guard! A trip we always look forward to. When this trip gets in motion, we get excited because it is always a tonne of fun.

Northey and the high officials of kangaroo court came for the beers, haircuts, good weather and countless hours of banter…..and the waves were just a bonus.

Jordan pulled together a cruisy group of mates’ - Kane, Callum, Ryan, Max and Oscar - all friends old and new, to pop their Mentawai cherries. Let’s just say they chose the right boat!

Brinners, PB and Fish drag the groms into the wild west to bust their cherry onboard the Mighty Mango, scoring southern Mentawai juice the way it’s meant to be served.

Wardy wrangled the all-star misfits for another southern run aboard the Mighty Mango. This time we had two fresh recruits along for the ride.