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Just 30 minutes south of Oslo, a small beach called Torkilstranda has arguably become Norway’s wingfoil capital. Born from the windsurfing craze of the 1980s and reborn by a new generation of foilers, this unlikely Nordic spot is now one of Europe’s most exciting micro-scenes for wind, water, and foil innovation…
Words: Kenneth Erlandsen | Photos: Sondre Taubøll, Christian Nerdrum & Kenneth Erlandsen

When windsurf fever hit Norway in the early 1980s, the narrow shores of Drøbak came alive. Surfers piled into cars, chasing double-digit winds down to a small beach that soon became legendary – Torkilstranda (Torkil Beach) or, simply, Torkil.
Four decades later, the same beach hums with a new sound: the whisper of wings and foils slicing across the water. With steady breeze and a passionate local crew, Torkil has transformed from a windsurf hotspot into Norway’s foiling frontier.
Torkil’s secret lies in the Drøbak Inlet, a narrow strait linking the inner Oslofjord. For centuries, it’s been a strategic military stronghold – home to Oscarsborg Fortress and Jeteen, a 1.5-kilometer underwater stone wall that funnels the tide through a natural bottleneck just north of Torkil. That squeeze creates a powerful current that, when paired with the inlet’s unique wind funneling geography, makes the spot one of Europe’s most dynamic wingfoil playgrounds. On the best days, locals say it reminds them of Hood River – but with fjord vibes.
“The Drøbak Inlet never shows the same face twice,” says wingfoil pioneer and Torkil local, Christian Nerdrum. “One day you’ve got rolling, perfectly lined-up waves – pure bliss. The next, under a seemingly identical forecast, the water is calm and glassy. You never really know what you’re going to get. That’s the beauty of it.”
No wonder foilers from across Eastern Norway make the pilgrimage – chasing wind, waves, and that unmistakable sense of unpredictable magic that hangs over Torkil every time the breeze kicks in.

The PioneersAmong Norway’s early foil trailblazers are Kaja Vedvik and Sebastian Kjellstrøm, two names now synonymous with the Torkild community. Vedvik moved from Oslo to Drøbak in 2005 with her husband, both windsurfers eager to live near the fjord’s wind funnel. At Torkil she met Nerdrum and Kjellstrøm – already deep into early wing experiments. After borrowing their gear, she was instantly hooked.
When the pandemic paused Kjellstrøm’s surf travel business, Lapoint Surf Camps, he doubled down on foiling – importing gear from brands like Cloud IX, SMIK, PPC, and Vayu. Soon after, he landed Norway’s first wingfoil backflip – naturally, at Torkil. “We were just a small crew of obsessed riders at first,” Kjellstrøm recalls. “Then it exploded. Now, on a windy day, the lineup looks like a foiling festival.”
Early on, gear was nearly impossible to find. “During the pandemic, we had to drive to Sweden just to piece together setups,” explains the experienced waterman Nerdrum. But as supply chains eased, local shops like Surfesjappa, Fluid, Foilsport, and Kjellstrøm’s Lapoint Surf Shop helped spark a nationwide boom – with Torkil at its heart.
In 2021, Kaja Vedvik launched Chickenwings – Norway’s first women’s foil network. What began as a chat group now connects over 60 riders aged 20 to 60. “At first, women were hesitant. It looked like a guy’s sport,” says Kaja. “But once they got through the learning curve, that vanished. The joy of flying over water doesn’t care about gender.” Today, Chickenwings is a cornerstone of the Torkild scene – balancing performance with inclusion. “We’ve built a space where anyone can crash, ask questions, and still feel part of the tribe,” she says.
Torkild’s crew never sits still. On no-wind days, they tow-foil behind boats, wake foil, or pump foil along the fjord. The spirit of experimentation runs deep – part science lab, part playground. They even keep the sport accessible through a community rule: used gear sells for less than half its retail price – helping new riders join without breaking the bank. “Windsurfers waited for wind, surfers for waves, skaters for smooth concrete, snowboarders for snow,” says Vedvik. “Then we all found wingfoiling.”
As for the town of Drøbak, the idyllic, coastal paradise, known for its heritage wooden houses, has evolved with the movement. Once a sleepy seaside town, it’s now a full-blown board-sports hub – with a skatepark, snowpark, and a foil community shaping its identity year-round.
💎 Premium Content Ahead! 💎 *You will receive our weekly Friday Pump newsletter, plus the latest features, gear tests and giveaway announcements. Of course, paradise has its quirks. The strong current can sweep riders far down the fjord in seconds, and ferry traffic keeps everyone on their toes. Every local knows the “walk of shame” back up the beach. For those who master it, though, the current is gold. When a south wind meets the outgoing tide, standing waves rise from nowhere – letting riders surf world class bumps for hours on end. Then there are cruise ships. From reliable sources within shipping, we know the captains have coined a radio nickname for the local foilers: WAFIs – Wind Assisted F*ing Idiots. Aimed at foilers hitching rides on their ship wakes. Around Torkild, that title is worn like a badge of honor. And speaking of shipping, just north of Torkild lies one of Norway’s most dramatic WWII relics – the wreck of the German cruiser Blücher, sunk by torpedoes on “Invasion Day”, April 9th, 1940. Local WWII experts say that if its 700 tons of unexploded ammunition ever detonate simultaneously, it could potentially send a 140-meter wave straight through the Drøbak inlet. “If it happens,” one foiler laughs, “let’s hope it’s on a windy day – we’ll all catch the ride of our lives.” By November, the sun sets before five, and the fjord hovers just above freezing. Only the diehards remain – sealed in 6mm suits, boots, and mitts. “I can last maybe 45 minutes before I’m frozen solid,” admits one of the year-round riders. But come April, daylight stretches past nine, and Torkil explodes back to life – pink sunsets, endless sessions, and that sweet sense that every minute on the water is earned. “The future here looks insanely bright,” says Vedvik. “But I’d love to see a real hangout spot on the beach – somewhere to warm up, share stories, and keep the vibe going off the water.” That dream might not be far off. The Torkild crew has a knack for making things happen. That's why you find many of the Torkil foilers also building a snowboard park in the woods of Drøbak and arranging skateboard events in the city’s skatepark. Since early 2000 the town has seen a significant rise in its board sport population – from ex-snowboard pros to lifelong sideways riders chasing flow across seasons. Together, they’ve built a vibrant, cross-disciplined culture. And their kids are already following in their wake, progressing on skateboards and snowboards. Soon they will be flying on foilboards, as well.This is premium magazine content, usually only available to our subscribers, but you can access it for free when you join our mailing list!
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