With me still out of the water, on injury time, we packed up our tents and got back on the road. Rosary had convinced me to reluctantly purchase a tent, saying it was the only way to travel Mexico. She was right of course but I did miss the comforts of a fan! Picking up two mad Irish lads Garret and Fionan that we knew from Indonesia, we scored some super fun waves, experienced a yearly local fiesta and met some interesting characters. Continue reading →
The surf has been pumping in India’s little piece of paradise that she calls home, Playa Gigante, Nicaragua. With huge waves, light off shore breezes, the conditions have been pretty much perfect for the advanced surfer. Even with the crowds to contend with there have been plenty of waves to go round. With a lot of new people moving through the town, India has made some great new surfer girlfriends to get out their & play in the ocean with . Taking up Zumba in her free time, she is now contemplating adding this to her repertoire of teaching skills. Continue reading →
Whilst I was digging sea urchin spines out of my foot in El Salvador, Rosary was scoring super fun waves in Mexico.
Straight off a 26 hour bus journey from El Salvador she had bumped into an Irish friend Liam, purchased a second hand tent and began her exploration of the Mexican coastline with him and a couple of Norwegians. Continue reading →
A failed attempt at hitchhiking, a flat tyre and two chicken buses later we arrived in the fishing town of La Libertad, home to El Salvador’s most famous right hand point. This was top of my hit list for the trip due to an amazing two weeks in October…and day one didn’t disappoint! Arriving at the peak of the swell, our session quickly beat those of East El Salvador to the top spot of best waves of the trip. Continue reading →
Everything was perfect…we were the only guests, we had our own cabina with two hammocks out front and the friendliest couple looking after us (we were in the middle of nowhere so they were our only source of food)…then THEY arrived. A car load of 8, beer-drinking, snakey surfers with Swedish chicks in tow. Of all the places to come to party, a forest by a perfect right hand point on a decent swell! Continue reading →
As with every surf trip, sometimes your timing is just off. For once we found ourselves praying for the swell to drop. After surfing a mushy, or in Rosary’s words ‘a fat lump of a wave’, crowded left hand point (the only option on a bigger swell), we decided to take on the beachbreak…just to get a feel for it. The tide was too low, and swell too big for it, but Rosary coaxed me in. Continue reading →
With so much coastline to explore it was time to leave the comforts of South Nicaragua & get back on the road…destination North Nicaragua. Definitely one of the funniest journeys I have ever made. Rosary and I set off in the luxury of a taxi to Grenada to fix her chipped tooth (yep with 2 accident prone people travelling together…there is always going to be something..and a hillbilly chipped tooth is up there!) Continue reading →