Winds were pretty onshore all morning making the first couple of surfs for the day more of a chore than a treat. But come afternoon, the water glassed off and some fun barrels showed face down the beach. We surfed until dark, only exiting the water when we couldn’t see our own hands any more.
Back at the Popoyo Loco, a pescado fiesta was in the works. The lads had bought a heap of fish, the girls up the road crafted up rice, salsa & salad and Grande Tona cervezas & Flora de Cana rum were on the chill.
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