by 123456 » Tue Nov 26, 2019 2:36 pm
most memorable wave was a while back, first international trip (northern costa rica during the wet season) with a couple of my mates. had surfed all day at a local spot (somewhat of a secret I think?) with a handful of other bros. were completely surfed out, headed back to the room for a beer on the deck and a snack, then saw a wave right in front of our spot (private beach) starting to jack up.
it'd looked uninspiring the first few days of the trip, kinda sheltered in this little cove, inconsistent, but still pretty, so was good for a warmup swim before we ventured out. this afternoon though, it all changed. sets started rolling in around head high, some bigger, NO ONE WAS OUT. my mates and I grabbed our gear as fast as we possibly could, one of them borrowed my backup board because he was in such a rush he didn't want to go down to the car. paddled out easily through a channel and had the session of our lives. the guy who borrowed my board was in such a rush he failed to realize that there were no fins on my board, so after he caught his first overhead screamer, halfway down the face was all it took before he spun out, bailed (without incident) and watched us from the shore.
it's me and my best friend out in the water, the sets are maybe 3-4 waves per, not crazy, so we don't worry about taking the first wave of a set (something usually not advisable in my experience). I take off on what looks like a normal wave, going left (somewhat towards a rock jetty, but not dangerously close), turns out this was the set of the day. wave jacks up to 9-10 feet (biggest of my life up to that point), manage to get a couple of turns while going as fast as I'd ever gone, no way to go off the back so I pencil dive and think I can hustle back out. long story short, that was also the set with the most waves of the day so my best ride ended up being my worst hold down, but I made it unscathed. I will never forget that wave or that trip.