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Worst surf trip
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I'm still hellbent on a solo mission down there, one of these days. Despite the fact I always imagine the trip turning out something like that.feralseppo said:
My first trip to Fiji, July 2005. Went with 10 or 12 friends, half who didn't surf. Stayed at someone's timeshare, traveled around the island looking for waves and stumbled into a few spots, but only 3 or 4 of us were gung-ho about surfing. Bumped down a road and chartered a boat to Sigatoka rivermouth, probably the best waves of that trip. We chartered a boat one afternoon to take us out to Namotu on the Saturday shift change. Got one session, windy. Did some scuba diving. BBQ'd at the resort timeshare place. Played tourist a lot. Wound up having kava with one of the village chiefs and telling them that the Marriott was going to bulldoze the mangroves if they didn't speak up. They didn't seem to grasp the concept. Had to buy a carton of cigarettes for the chief. Watched frog races and drank lots of beer in the afternoons.
Overall it was fun, but I wouldn't call it a surf trip. It was a trip that had some surfing. Still, it made the following trip much easier. Hope to get back one day.
Overall it was fun, but I wouldn't call it a surf trip. It was a trip that had some surfing. Still, it made the following trip much easier. Hope to get back one day.
Weekend trip to Fistral beach in Cornwall UK.
I was living in landlocked part of England, but took a 3 week trip to Australia. Upon returning, I took a long weekend surf trip to Cornwall and the contrast in conditions hit me so hard, that I threw a hissy fit and took up racing downhill mountain bikes instead, only surfing on holidays every 2 years when I visited South Africa.
I was living in landlocked part of England, but took a 3 week trip to Australia. Upon returning, I took a long weekend surf trip to Cornwall and the contrast in conditions hit me so hard, that I threw a hissy fit and took up racing downhill mountain bikes instead, only surfing on holidays every 2 years when I visited South Africa.
One of my many trips to the Outer Banks. Arrived around 4:00 to sunny skies, warm water and waves. The next morning it started raining. Rained sideways with 30 to 55 mph winds for the next 7 days. Ocean was a giant washing machine the whole trip. Watched the tip of the Avon Pier get wrecked from our deck. Sun emerged and the wind shifted as we were driving through Nags Head on our way home.
Honeymoon in the Maldives. Didnt get over waist high, and apparently you couldnt just paddle out, had a to pay a boat like $200 to take out 500 yards...
Yep, sounds like you know the spot, and we probably covered a lot of the same groundfreeride76 said:
Not a secret once you are there, but still off the radar to most. The former owner of Badoc Island Surf Resort had just posted up there (I last went in 2007) after being shot and chased out of his own resort by the locals. Sounded like he was doing some shady stuff, i.e. greasing palms in order to make it a private pay-to-play resort. Problem is there are too many palms in those parts. Thanks for the offerRetropete said:
If I find myself divorced and unemployed I'll take you up on that 
Unfortunately it's a loooong trip from here, but your offer is appreciated 
Sebastian Inlet 1997.
I was trying to get done with engineering undergrad that semester and hadn't left college in the mountains of SW Virginia in a year.
Drove my pasty white self overnight straight to the campgrounds for spring break.
I got SMOKED sunburn on day 1 (the only one with waves over thigh high) of the week and suffered heavily like a leper afterwards.
Played dominoes in a tent and peeled my skin like leatherface for the next 6 days.
Racoons took all our food on night 2.
Smoked alot of grass to take the edge off and be able to sleep on days 3-6.
Took 1 shower that week - too sunburned.
The heat was merciless.
No shade except for a tent aka greenhouse.
More heat.
Aloe. Lots of aloe.
Pretty worried that I was never going to have normal skin again.
I remember thirst and being too poor to buy anything.
Drove back.
I was trying to get done with engineering undergrad that semester and hadn't left college in the mountains of SW Virginia in a year.
Drove my pasty white self overnight straight to the campgrounds for spring break.
I got SMOKED sunburn on day 1 (the only one with waves over thigh high) of the week and suffered heavily like a leper afterwards.
Played dominoes in a tent and peeled my skin like leatherface for the next 6 days.
Racoons took all our food on night 2.
Smoked alot of grass to take the edge off and be able to sleep on days 3-6.
Took 1 shower that week - too sunburned.
The heat was merciless.
No shade except for a tent aka greenhouse.
More heat.
Aloe. Lots of aloe.
Pretty worried that I was never going to have normal skin again.
I remember thirst and being too poor to buy anything.
Drove back.
Hey, thanks.Racer1 said:
I always win the games that nobody should win.
Like worst tuxedo fitting or best allergic reaction to fire ants.