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Sunday, Feb. 17th. We woke up with the thunder of waves. They had about 3 meters and around noon the wind picked up to force 4 to 5. Time for some serious waves sailing. The waves in front of our apartment were breaking a bit chaotic and the wind was very light in the impact zone. On my first attempt I almost made it out but fell on the jump over the last wave, lost my board and got swept back to the beach. But on the second attempt I made it out, staying outside the impact zone for a while to recover. Then I started to ride one of the larger waves but mistimed it. The wave broke straight into my sail, broke the mast foot and tore my sail.
This left me in a very uncomfortable area with large waves breaking on my head and a strong current dragging me in circles through the impact zone. My buddy Christian had a similar fate and did a few swimming circles too. The current pulled us very close to the rocks but luckily not into the rocks. We had a rough time but in the end we all managed to get back to the beach. We realized that the size of this swell overstrained our new homebreak and overstrained us too and decided that this was a day where we better just watched.
So we drove to Shacks to watch the contest. Probably half of the population of the area had the same idea, so the beach was packed with people, many of them not even paying much attention to the action on the sea but amusing themselves with all kind of activations. Maybe some of them mainly came for the “Reef” bikini contest. The ones not watching the contest missed quite a bit. The waves were mast high and some of the best wave-sailors of the time were delivering a pretty exciting show, despite the light winds.
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