“Finding perfect waves with just a friend is one of the best feelings a surfer can experience,” says Byron Bay’s Torren Martyn at the outset of his new surf feature, “Lost Track New Zealand”. The lengths to which Martyn and his friend, filmmaking partner Ishka Folkwell, are willing to go to dial in that seemingly-simple-yet-increasingly-rare brand of surf-experience is something to behold.
We’ve already seen the pair–Martyn’s lengthy twin-fins always in-tow–snowshoe through Iceland. We’ve also watched as they shirk all other responsibilities to post up in J-Bay, Mainland Mex, Scotland and other locales for months at a time.
In this go ‘round, Martyn and Folkwell have cooked up a road drama, of sorts–a kind of surfy Easy Rider through New Zealand–enduring grueling travel, fickle conditions, harsh weather and an anaphylactic reaction to a bee sting, all in service of some tasty waves and a cool buzz…err…wanderlust.
Luckily for us, Folkwell provides an aesthetically pleasing view of the roads, as well as the payoff. Featuring verdant waves and Martyn’s singular style, the hour-long “Lost Track New Zealand” is the feature-length surf film we all need right now–one in which we can behold an epic journey, as we hoard toilet paper and devour to-go food from the comfort of our pandemic bunkers. And what a beautiful thing to behold.