You’re forgiven if you think the photograph below is Outside Corner.
Adrenalin junkie Mike McHugh, Bingin, 1988. I grabbed this photo off his den wall in Hollywood when I went a-visiting and scanned it. On this booming Outside Corner swell, he opted for a solo session at Bingin and was dodging the closeout wash-throughs to nab the rideable ones. Of this wave, he said “I had to hang on and not fall.” As Bingin buffs know, that soup in front of him is only about a couple feet deep, with the notorious Bingin coral ready to claw. With no clifftop warungs and no easy access, Bingin was still a closely held secret.