New Year when the waves Came
Part two in less than 48 hours I am either really bored or have a lot of down time. Probably neither people just want to read I hope.
Well right now I have about three hours and one grande Americano. It is kind of like warranty on cars which ever one comes first is where we stop part two.
New Years Eve. Well this is going to be a quick little description of the night no reason to go into detail on something everyone in the world participated in. Sam had a house party with all his flat mates(Simon was there too and Toby) it was a great time. Then someone, just as the house party was starting to really get going mind I add, suggested we all leave this great party to go watch fireworks in the square with 20 thousand other people. I must add I am not the biggest fan of watching fireworks. Well sort of there cool but not on a night like this and for very good reason. Literally the second everyone left the apartment everyone lost each other. Though I must say it was not all a bad thing.
I got this one blurry photo. I was not completely alone either. I had 20 thousand people around me. Actually I was with a couple people I had met at the flat party. Then I went to the other district of town and found my way home, after talking to some British dude about democracy(what!?).
Next morning as I awake Simons somewhere in the city.
No one is up in the house.
Hey where is the advil the next room calls.
And that was the entire next day in a nutshell.
I cannot express how perfectly mother nature planned this out for us. There had been zero swell so far in the water and Thursday, Jan 1st was going to be the forerunners of the next swell. Supertubos was looking perfect from the forecast. No clue what it would be like Sam, Simon, and Toby talked it up almost to the point where you would be underwhelmed by hype.
Friday Morning we packed everything.
Ok well it was not exactly Friday morning we ate at the cafe took our time Portuguese style then eventually got on the road about 12 . The road through the city is confusing and twisted, for all the readers who know dover shores its way more complicated then that, but once you get through a couple traffic circles and onto the highway its all smooth sailing. Well if you remember to grab a ticket for the toll booth. I guess we learned, even though Sam, Simon, and Toby knew we had to grab one for some reason it slipped our mind.
In the end we had to pay approximately 10 times the original toll. It did not matter that thought slipped our mind quick. We dropped off our misc stuff at Simon's place in Peniche and went straight to Supertubos. It was huge but it was on. Waves were super fun and plentiful.
Over the next few days in Peniche we absolutely scored. I do not have many picture because of the dangers of theft leaving the camera in a 20 year old car. But we scored. Waves most of the time were head high. Though we had a couple sessions over those couple days where it was easily 6-8 occ. 10. Numbers Numbers, it was almost always overhead at least head high mostly. Let me tell you too Supertubos is so perfect but it is also extremely heavy.
Best wave of my trip.
One morning we decided to dawn patrol early. In the parking lot by about 8 am it was dense fog. We new it was about the same if not a little bigger then the day before. I was riding a 5'11 quad that I had shaped and grown accustomed to in Nicaragua. The paddle out was not too bad, we got lucky though because the fog was so thick you could not see sets or even normal waves coming before they were a couple feet from you. Thankfully the fog lightened up a little bit. As the morning went by all of us got good ones in the fog. Then the fog cleared, no one still out. Patiently waiting I saw one coming right to me . Paddle for it. It looked like a good one, a really good one. Only like a few others that I have gotten had ever looked the same.
Supertubos is tricky because it is a beach break so it has a little bit of shift too it but the waves are more slabby/square then most other beach breaks.
I had already gotten multiple good ones before this one. The difference. This one was bigger way heavier and I was much deeper.
I am almost out of coffee.
Too bad it is like four dollars for coffee here instead of the 50 cents I was paying in Portugal.
I was blown away, the hype and descriptions of this wave by my friends were true. There was no over-hype if anything they under-hyped its perfection.
Well the bodyboarders were one thing I did not expect to be such a plague but it was not enough to suggest this as a top surf destination despite being non-tropical and the place flight being a little expensive. I will get into the other aspects of the Portugal experience later as it will come along naturally due to the nature of my time there.
Peniche is insane though. Sure there is Supertubos but there is so many more waves to surf around that area. When the swell died we went over to the north coast. Parked.
The beach was empty. Waves glassy and overhead. There were some locals on a right down the beach, which Simon mentioned he had scored beyond belief earlier in the season. It was still a little big for that area so there were a couple wash throughs but otherwise the waves were super fun. Good for turns and the occasional barrel. I got one of the most hollow stand up closeouts at this beach. I guess I should of tried a little harder to doggie door it but that would of been a really short ride. So I stuck it out standing tall.
The wines really good in Portugal.
Part Three Coming Soon