When the Wind Takes Over - Behind the 2026 Big Air Shoot
The wind never followed the plan. What should have been a simple shoot became a wild chase across islands, where every setback led to the kind of moments you can’t script.
The wind never followed the plan. What should have been a simple shoot became a wild chase across islands, where every setback led to the kind of moments you can’t script.
The 2026 Big Air shoot began with setbacks. The crew landed in Athens expecting a quick connection to the island of Tinos, but the wind stopped everything. Ferries were canceled and the port was chaotic. Nathalie was stuck on Paros, Jett on Mykonos, while the rest waited at Rafina, watching the Aegean erupt under strong gusts. We were lucky and found two free rooms near the harbor and spent the night there, waiting for a break in the weather.
The next morning gave us a small window to cross. The sea was rough and the air already shifting, but it was enough. Once we reached Tinos, we moved fast. The first location sat deep in the hills and took work to reach. A steep track tore one of our cars before we even saw the water. The launch was narrow and the wind unstable, yet we went for it. We fought through the gusts and caught the “three colours together” shot with the new Orbit.
“We had so much fun shooting in Greece! I’m always in for a mission, and we explored all kinds of new spots.”
- Jett Bradshaw
By late afternoon the light softened and the mood changed. We found rhythm again, carving smooth lines across the bay while the cameras caught every frame from land and air. For the first time since arriving, everything fell into place. The day ended quietly as the pressure lifted. The following morning, our plan to take a boat to a nearby island collapsed when strong wind kept every vessel in port. We stayed close and used the time to film product shots and short water sequences. By late day the wind returned in full force, and the session erupted. We looped into the sunset, each pass lower and sharper than the one before.
The next stop was Mykonos, and the wind hit from the moment we arrived. Cohan went big early, sending a big kiteloop board-off that ended in a heavy crash and bruised ribs. His ride was done, but Nathalie and Jett kept going while Andy fought to keep the FPV drone steady. The air ripped across the bay, and every frame showed its weight.
Back on Tinos, we planned a sunrise shoot, but the forecast stalled. We switched direction and crossed to the other side of the island where the wind had finally turned real. By midday it was blowing over forty knots. Nathalie dropped first on short lines, looping lower each time. Jett followed close to shore as a small crowd gathered to watch. The air thickened with salt and noise, every trick heavier than the last.
When it finally eased, the island fell silent. The rush faded and only the sound of the sea remained. We stood still, knowing it was enough. We had followed the wind, and it had delivered.
This is Big Air