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Blog Entry #9 - An expected visitor

After our fun, albeit onshore afternoon sesh, we decided to head over to the neighboring camp in search of my buddy Matt Wessen who was supposed to have arrived a couple of days prior for the swell. We quickly found him to his great surprise and over Tecates decided to call it an early night to score the rising swell in the morning...

The following day, (Day 13) we awoke to some of the best surf of the trip thus far. It was barreling and glassy, about 3-5 feet Hawaiian style. The waves would pop up without warning up and down the beach and you would have to hunt them down or get lucky. They were pretty sick if you managed to be in the right spot or hustled to get yourself there. I caught a few fun ones, but nothing life altering. I did manage to pull into a dredging backhand closeout and rolled my back onto momentarily exposed sand. The tube had gone completely dry with me in it, which was kinda cool.

After our session we had breakfast and decided to continue south to Rio Nexpa, (a.k.a. Barra) that afternoon in order to set ourselves up with lodging to surf a fun point break the following day. The local ding repairman despite our pleas to hurry up so we could get to Nexpa before sundown insisted on sanding the 2 boards. I had to make an executive decision and shot him and poor Sam down in order to depart with Matt and crew. Sam and I were going to have to sand our boards ourselves later. In retrospect, I am glad we bounced when we did cause there is no way we would have found that place without the other group.

We arrived at Nexpa an hour or so after sunset and were greeted by a huge trash-heap fire. The heat from the fire was sweltering as we followed the narrow path to the cabañas along side it. After a brief meal from some exceedingly un-enthused chefs, (they refused to cook enough quesadillas for all of us and called it a night before some of us were even served, which didn't exactly help morale to put it diplomatically) we bought some beers and fell asleep in whatever hammocks were available right on the beach. It was a pretty idyllic set-up minus the lack of available food.

The following day didn't disappoint. The wave didn't barrel, but it offered up a rippable wall well over a football field in length. I filmed Matt ripping on his quad fin for awhile before paddling out myself. Later that afternoon, I surfed a super punchy beach break called La Liquidora (the blender) that broke over fist sized cobblestones. I got a nice little lump on my eyebrow from 1 of them. There were a few sick backdoor pits to be had, unfortunately the rest of the crew didn't feel the urge to document me weaving through any of them despite the camera being set up right in front of them. In retrospect, I have learned that you need to bribe whomever is filming with beers if you want alert filmers. 1 good clip equals 1 beer. I wish I had thought of that sooner though, it undoubtedly would have improved my web series substantially. Nevertheless, I still had fun. The sunset that afternoon was fluorescent pink. It is worth watching webisode #5 just to see the intensity of that pink.

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