Story by DOUG LEES, from the latest issue ofÂ
Surfing World Magazine
Tony inside bowl - Honkys late 70s
On 27 May this year, Anthony “Tony Hussein†Hinde, the surfer who discovered the waves of the Maldives, died surfing the wave he found in 1973 — the wave where, he said his “soul became completeâ€.
Having ridden a wave to the end, Tony did not get back on his board and was spotted floating in the water. Despite the best efforts of fellow surfers and the local doctor he could not be revived. Tony had suffered a sudden heart attack as he finished that wave.
Tony’s story is one of the truly great surf fairytales. He was the 20 year old from Australia who went on a surfing adventure at a time when many of the world’s best surf breaks were yet to be discovered. A shipwreck on a deserted island in the middle of the Indian Ocean landed him on the then-unknown Maldives, where he found his own nirvana and made it his life and livelihood.
Tony with the first surfboard ever ridden in Maldives.
In 1973, Tony was traveling with his good friend Mark Scanlon on a surfing trip from Indonesia to Africa. By December they had come as far as Sri Lanka, where, despite neither having any sailing experience, they talked their way onto a 56-foot ketch bound for Africa. The captain’s plan was to set sail and let the current push them north, but the December currents drove them south towards the Maldives.
On the third night, when they thought they were in the middle of the ocean, the boat was hit by a four-foot wave. Luckily they managed to surf the boat in to the deserted shore - Tony Hussein had landed on the Maldives. In the morning they realised they were “in a beautiful lagoon, surrounded by a beautiful reef and covered by an equally beautiful skyâ€.
Tony doing a cutback at Pasta Point.
Despite the captain deciding not to stay, Tony and Mark salvaged the boat and sailed it around the islands - at the time one of the most deserted places on earth. One day on this journey of discovery they rounded a headland where “there was a wrapping, blue, perfect left-hander, offshore wind, six feet, breaking off a deserted island with no other surfer for a thousand milesâ€. As luck would have it, there was a right-hander just as perfect on the other side of the island. After just one session there, Tony decided this was where he wanted to live.
Tony sailing his dhoni.
Captain Tony
The Maldives opened to tourists in 1972 but by December 1973, Tony estimated, there had only been “maybe 100 people throughâ€. Tony and Mark were the first to arrive on their own and the local government agency didn’t know what to do with them. There were no guest houses in the Maldives, so they billeted with locals until Tony rented a house, for seven dollars a month for a year.
“I was 20 and thought I’d died and gone to heaven,†he said.

From 1974 to 1984 Tony and selected friends surfed the Maldives area by themselves. They would simply walk to the end of the island and paddle out or sail in Tony’s small dhoni, a single-sailed local transport vessel, to other islands nearby. They would leave their boards in the jungle and sail back and forth.
Ton in a bottom turn.
If they saw another yacht sailing by they would belly the waves straight in and hide in the bush. Tony gave the waves he’d discovered names, by which they are now widely known. He originally named both the left and right breaks Sultans, but later changed the left to Honky’s after his nickname Honky Fats Waller.
In 1984, Tony got his first outboard motor, mounted on the back of his dhoni. This was a major advancement after ten years of sailing and poling between islands and in and out of lagoons. In the Maldives Tony found personal as well as surfing nirvana, converting to Islam in 1977. He said his conversion was a “way of thanking Allah for guiding me to the Maldives and for the good fortune I’d had thereâ€. He also liked the fact that the people of the Maldives were like Polynesian Muslims, a more casual, but very respectful sort of Islam. “They respect the religion here but theyÃre not hardcore about it,†he said. In 1983 his naturalisation was completed when he married a local Maldivian, Zulfa, with whom he had a son and a daughter.
Young Tony and Zulfa
It’s estimated that only about ten different white men had surfed Honky’s up until 1984 - now that’s a well kept secret. But in the mid-eighties, more surfers arrived through the introduction of friends. Tony said he’d always known that one day the Maldives would be exposed to the world and thought he would open a surf travel company. So, in 1989, in partnership with good friend and surfer Ian Lyon, Atoll Adventures was begun.
Ian and Tony met in Arugam Bay, Sri Lanka in 1980, but it was several years before Tony let Ian in on his secret - the surf in the Maldives - and then it was with some urgency. Tony wrote to Ian saying that, due to a change in the laws in the Maldives, if he was to come surfing there, he had to get there before May 1984. Ian arrived soon after receiving the letter and had two month’s of perfect surf with Tony.

Ian describes Tony as one of the most interesting people he has ever known, a man he admired and loved as much as a brother. He says that first trip was one of the best experiences of his life. â€Staying in this isolated country of tiny islands wit