Started out in the dark, as our team captain Abad broke us out of the sheets before the sun had began its baking process. We choked down a mug of jet fuel flavored coffee and piece by piece assembled ourselves out front. Our videographer Scott sat patiently waiting to wrangle clips. I decided to run down the beach and perch atop a hill of sand. Shying away from the rising tide, Scott and I captured the action as team Surf Ride tore apart the building swell.
Later on, Cheyne climbed a tree scavenging for coconuts. He found a machete in the garage and proceeded to blast them apart. We drank and ate till our bodies felt nourished.
We launched the ski and JQ headed North. The rest of us jumped in the suburban and blazed towards the oasis. We parked and meandered through the fire ridden forrest of leafy palm trees. It was a relaxing yet curious walk leading to the wide open beach framed by jagged cliffside.
They traded off hucking themselves into the skyline backed with blue water and falling cliffside.
After returning to base camp, we rejoiced in our catch of photographs and video for the day. We celebrated with drink and great food.
Currently we are hunting for swell. Come back later for more action.
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