Morocco
A fishing bay with the longest right-hand wave in Africa, sand-coloured village crumbling above.
The wave peels for what feels like forever — a right-hand point break wrapping around the bay in long, forgiving walls that let you ride until your legs burn. The village above is sand-coloured and crumbling, its fishing harbour still operational, its surf infrastructure growing but not yet dominant. Imsouane sits at the intersection of fishing village and surf destination, and for now the fishing boats still outnumber the surfboards.
Imsouane is a fishing village on a bay roughly 90 kilometres north of Agadir, known for what is reputedly the longest right-hand wave in Africa. The bay produces long, mellow waves suited to longboarding, while the nearby Cathedral break offers more powerful surf. The village retains a working fishing harbour, and the local economy straddles traditional fishing and growing surf tourism. Accommodation is predominantly small guesthouses and surf camps. Imsouane's remoteness — accessible by a winding coast road from either Taghazout or Essaouira — has slowed development, preserving a character that more accessible surf towns have lost.
Friends
Long, mellow waves that let everyone in the group ride together — Imsouane is the rare surf spot where watching from the bay is almost as good as being in the water.
Solo
The longboarding community here is relaxed and welcoming. Solo surfers find company in the water and over fish tagine at the harbour afterwards.
Sardines grilled on the harbour wall, boats still dripping seawater beside you.
Tagine of the day — whatever the fishermen brought in — at cliffside shacks.

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