UNKNOWNFred Patacchia's Haleiwa Tour

Arriving home from his end of season pig-hunting expedition in the jungles of Molokai, Fred Patacchia washed the dried mud and blood off his boots and summonsed his video camera. He'd been away from home for most of the year and there was something he wanted to say: "Coming home is awesome ... it's seriously one of those small towns where you drive through and you're basically waving at everyon." Haleiwa is indeed the grooviest hamlet in surfdom. Not only is it the gateway to the North Shore, it's a tropical town filled with colonial homes, red clay, shave ice, a bunch of restaurants that'll knock you out, and a constant conveyor belt of smiling legume-shaped tourists.