After a two year hiatus from international surf trips, me, dave and spiker got back at it last week with a couple days in Playa Hermosa, Costa Rica. Pretty great time all around. Smoking hot during the day. Less hot at night. Reliable A/C in the room. Spacious pool. Good waves. Fish. Fish. and Fish for dinner. The buzz in the water was this large swell headed our way wednesday. "Biggest so far this year". Gee, great. The head-highs were plenty for us suburban gringos at the time. Sure enough there were some solid 10 ft bombs wednesday morning. We decided to sit the morning out. Good decision. Headed out later that afternoon for some large closeouts. Amazing - none of the locals were out. They knew where it was on. We apparently did not. Dave was abruptly launched back into shore and spit out on the sand. I lasted a bit longer but didn't fair much better that afternoon.
Not many pics this trip. Much more time just soaking in the R&R. I wish I had captured the scene on the beach in front of our hotel tuesday evening. Really beautiful. The setting sun airbrushed this peach and blue sky against the black sand beach. The sea was churning out consistent barrels and there was no shortage of local shredders showcasing their skills for all the people hanging on the shore - young and old - while the day faded into darkness. Truly cinematic. I think I own the soundtrack.
Here are a few pics.
