The name’s Othman… or as fellow big wave surfers call him, Hot Man. The eccentric Moroccan can often be found in small airports or humungous barrels worldwide, dancing, high-fiving, and tracking swells to his next destination like a comet, forlorn damsels trailing close behind. Hot Man had a two-day layover in LA before he flew to Teahupoo, Tahiti, to place himself inside the throat of some scary oceanic cylinders. So, he crashed on my couch and we talked story. Follow him on the gram. Just don’t fall in love… like I did. (Sigh.)

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