Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Send off

After more than 3 months living out of each others pockets, getting hell waves and consuming more than 350 litres of beer in total, the 3 amigos were no more - Taylor ‘the prophet’ had to bail to LA then onto London to work in bars and mop floors or something fun like that. More than an appropriate reason to break invest in a bunch of longneck Coronas, break out the tequila and spark up the cigars. So after an afternoon beachie session at Zigatella, we kicked back, got deep, got stoked on all the waves we pulled apart on tour, and made complete messes of ourselves.

Regaining consciousness the next morning, I was kindly visited by a cracking headache - the sort the only drops by post tequila. Nothing to keep us down, the only cure was our take on a mexican breakfast - eggs, toast, beans, powerade, fresh juice, coffee and beers.

With Taylor out of here, Jim and I relocated to Aqua Luna - the Aussie run and Aussie overrun hotel  complete with pool, bar, jacuzzi and epic views over Zigatella and Mex Pipe. Tay’s bus was leaving that night which gave the lads enough time to smoke up the last of the cigars and treat ourselves to a few more conronas. We did deserve it.

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Wednesday, October 6, 2010

A few friends, a camp fire and a tazer

On a warm El Salvadorian night in Las Flores, we tested the tazer that Adam had brought on his Central American surf trip... On Adam. 5000 volts later, the young lad from Florida was a little startled... He definitely earned his free dinner and bottle of Caribbean rum.

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Monday, October 4, 2010

Back with the boys again

It took about a week of cyber bullying James ‘Humble Pie’ Lawrence to get off the Guatemalan tourist trail and get to Mexico for waves with the boys. So when he eventually arrived after 28 hours of bus travel, levels skyrocketed cracking 90%+. One look at young Lawrence's face and he was pretty impressed to be in Puerto, or he could have been impressed with the fact he was still alive. Expecting his arrival in Puerto around 10am, Taylor and I knew something had gone wrong when he still hadn’t arrived at 2pm. So we went for a surf. Eventually getting in, ‘Humble Pie’ Lawrence tells us of a bus a couple ahead of his bus that went up in flames. 2 hours later he eventually passes the incinerated buses skeleton, knowing full well that know he is in Mexico.

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Sunday, October 3, 2010

Lost without waves

“Wait is that a wave!?!”

“Nah its just a homeless guy”

“Brain overhaul, I've got an idea!”

 “Lets get on the beers...”

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Saturday, October 2, 2010

Mex storming

As the swell started to die after a week, the afternoons were lashed with some pretty incredible storms.

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Thursday, September 30, 2010

Offshore barrels everyday

The first 6 days in Puerto we were treated to some ridiculous surf. 7-10ft and offshore everyday - by far the best waves of the central american tour so far. From the right & left crunching barrels of Mex Pipe to the playground of a point break that is La Punta, we clocked about 30 hours in the water - average of 2 sessions a day. Towards the end of the week, we started waking up with aching bodies from so much water time. But all it took was the sight of one massive barrel sneezing off into the channel and we'd be out there.

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Tell this chick I'm deaf

Taylor 'Grande' Jardine

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