The Call of Africa
Landing at Agadir airport for the first time, touching the ground at the bottom of the airplane stairs can give you an unforgettable jolt.
“Wow... I’m in Africa,” you can’t help but think.
Africa, in literature and film alike, is the place where every real adventure begins.
From Mombasa to Marrakech, writers, poets, and filmmakers have set some of their most captivating stories here.
In the collective imagination, Africa is the land of origins. As the Romans used to say, "Hic sunt leones": here was the line beyond which lay the unknown — where nature returned to being wild and untamed, where we’re confronted with what scares us most, and what, at the same time, makes us feel most alive.
The streets of Taghazout are full of surfboard rental shops: how many feet? How many liters? Soft board or hard board? The choice is yours!
Taghazout – A Village Turned Surfing Legend
As soon as you arrive in Taghazout, it’s clear this isn’t just another Moroccan village: surfboards are everywhere, open-air cafés are filled with Europeans, and there’s a youthful energy that runs through the entire town.
In the streets, on the beach… people are always stopping to take or pose for photos.
Surfing in Taghazout dates back to just after WWII, when American soldiers returned — this time armed only with their surfboards.
In the 1970s, riding the wave of the hippie revolution, many European surfers came here looking for undiscovered waves. What they found were perfect point breaks, a mild winter climate, and a warm, simple welcome.
Even today, local Berbers tell stories of how tourists used to leave their belongings on the beach without worry — they knew everything would be right where they left it.
Since then, Taghazout has become a legendary name on the global surf map: a place where time slows down, the sun sets over the ocean every evening, and the water delivers long, glassy, consistent waves — perfect for beginners and pros alike, whether you’re standing up for the first time or chasing that perfect line through a barrel at Anchor Point.
Today, the village is a unique mix: old fishermen and young digital nomads, Berber markets and minimalist cafés. A rare balance between authenticity and openness, roots and movement. There’s no other place where it’s so easy to feel like you belong.
How to recognize a surf instructor? Simple: a sculpted physique and sun-kissed highlights in their hair from long hours in the water!
A Typical Day at the Surf Camp
Days at TEDDY PIRATE begin with the soft golden light of the ocean spilling through windows that open straight onto the beach.
But slowly — before 9 a.m., the only ones already up are the fishermen, long out to sea since dawn.
Laughter from the kitchen wakes most of us up, as the smell of fresh coffee, crepes, and just-baked cake spreads through the house.
On the rooftop, those doing yoga have already rolled out their mats and greet the sun with slow, silent movements. Everyone’s still a bit sleepy, but already smiling at the thought of the buffet breakfast waiting downstairs — a well-earned reward for their discipline.
After a quick surf check — often it’s enough just to glance up at the ocean and check Anchor Point — boards are loaded onto the roof of the Dacia, everyone grabs a seat in the van, and off we go to find the best spot of the day. Anchor Point, Panorama, Banana Beach, CroCro... every day brings a different wave.
Our cooks hard at work preparing the breakfasts that made us famous. Their laughter is morning music: Rabab, Malika, Rokkaia, and Mina are the pillars of TEDDY PIRATE!
The instructors know every nuance of wind and tide and guide the group with experience and passion.
After some warm-up exercises, once in the water, time shifts pace.
Someone shouts with joy catching their first wave standing, someone glides gracefully on a longboard along the perfect face, and others may drink a lot of seawater — but nobody even thinks about quitting. Everyone finds their own rhythm.
Every cheer, every laugh, every splash shared creates an instant sense of community.
Surfing make fun: two surfers dropping each other!
After the session, it’s time to recharge on the beach with something delicious from Timam du Chef — everything baked in a wood-fired oven! Then everyone finds their own space: some read, others play ball, a few doze off under beach umbrellas. And for those still buzzing with energy, it’s back into the water for another round.
Back at the camp, a hot shower and some terrace chill time await.
The air turns golden, the sky shifts to pink, and the day slowly ends with one of the most beautiful sunsets in the world.
In the evening, the rooftop comes alive again.
Dinners at TEDDY PIRATE earn full-on standing ovations — Rabab’s tagines are already legendary.
There’s music from a guitar, surf stories from Indonesia or some faraway island, and on weekends, everyone heads out together to one of the local hangouts still open late.
When silence finally falls, the only sound left is the surf rolling in on the beach. The lights dim, and it’s time for goodnight.
A typical evening with dinner at TEDDY PIRATE.
Why People Keep Coming Back (or Never Leave)
There’s something about Morocco — and especially Taghazout — that just doesn’t let you go.
It’s not just the surfing, even though the waves are exceptional.
It’s not just the food, even though every tagine tastes like home.
It’s the whole package.
It’s the slower rhythm, the real conversations, the freedom to be fully yourself.
It’s the laugh shared with a stranger who becomes a friend within an hour.
It’s that moment when you realize you can leave your phone off for hours and, for once, you don’t miss a thing.
Because TEDDY PIRATE isn’t just a place to sleep between surf sessions.
And it’s not quite accurate to say it feels like home — in many ways, it’s better.
It’s an energy that welcomes, inspires, and transforms.
And like all things truly real, it leaves a mark.
The TEDDY PIRATE surf instructors: surfboards loaded up... and off to the best surf spot!
When to Surf in Taghazout
One of the best things about Taghazout is that you can surf year-round, but each season offers a different experience — depending on your level, your expectations, and the kind of waves you’re chasing.
October to April – The Prime Surf Season
This is when the Atlantic Ocean brings its best: powerful swells, long, consistent waves — perfect for intermediate and advanced surfers.
Point breaks like Anchor Point, Killer Point, and Boilers serve up epic days.
The water is cool (around 17–19°C / 63–66°F), but a 3/2 or 4/3 wetsuit is more than enough.
Days are sunny and temperatures pleasant (between 18° and 25°C / 64°–77°F).
It’s also when the village fills with surfers from all over the world — the vibe is vibrant and full of energy.
Only in January and February evenings do you really need a jacket or warm sweater.
May to September – The Chill Season
The ocean calms down, perfect for beginners or anyone working on technique in more forgiving conditions.
Many surf camps (including TEDDY PIRATE) offer beginner lessons, yoga activities, and trips around the area to make the most of the long days.
The water warms up (up to 21–23°C / 70–73°F), and you can surf in a swimsuit.
It’s the ideal time for a more relaxed, less crowded, but still authentic experience.
There’s almost always a surfable wave: if Taghazout is flat, you head to Anza near Agadir. And if it’s flat there too, you go to Tamri, towards Imsouane.
Conclusion – A Place That Stays With You
People don’t come to Taghazout — or come back — just for the waves, the sunsets, or the weather.
They come for that rare feeling of immediately being in the right place.
Here, the days move slowly, but they’re full.
People connect, for real — no filters.
Stories are shared over a tagine, between a surf session and a laugh on the rooftop.
And that’s what you take home with you: an energy that stays, even long after you’ve left.
The friendships last. And people meet again — over and over.
Come discover our surf camp in Taghazout.
Live the TEDDY PIRATE experience for yourself, and see just how much a week in the waves can change you.
View of Taghazout from the TEDDY PIRATE terrace.