I guess everybody looks for different things from a surf trip, whether it’s the long days spent kicking back in a bikini on the beach, that adrenalin you get after dropping into an absolute bomb or those salty sunset beers after a long day in the water. However to me a surf trip is a bit of an adventure and a lot of training; it’s all about discovering new beautiful spots and breaks. Its the freedom after a long summer of saving. It’s an endless hunt for those glassy sunrise sessions shared between you and your favourite people, that leaves you satisfied yet still hungry for the rest of the day. But the real beauty, I’ve found, is in all the simple pleasures that come in between.
I’ve recently been travelling around Indonesia, that place has the perfect surf set-up if I ever saw one! There was the crystal clear aquamarine ocean, the most epic of reef breaks and endless sunshine, which, frankly, is enough to put a Cheshire grin on any surfers face.
If you’re thinking about heading to Bali anytime soon I would totally and utterly recommend jumping on a boat and heading straight to the little neighbouring island Nusa Lembongan. A breakfast view of white sands, Boats of every colour bobbing on turquoise water is enough to give anyone a happy soul, its practically paradise. When we weren’t surfing our time was spent snorkelling hunting for a Nemo or two, driving our peds over the most dubious of bridges to get to the another amazing island. I say driving, what I mean is maybe, potentially, landing face first in a bush. That’s standard, though, right?
Then there was Sumbawa island, I have never been more smitten with a place! I went for just a few days at first, I’d heard rumours but didn’t know what to expect, and man was I hooked. As much as I loved Bali with its beautiful bustling streets, scattered temples and the friendliest people you’ll ever meet, it just didn’t have the same magic (and waves) as Sumbawa. I went back to Bali purely to extend my visa (…and for a cheeky lil’ night out in Kuta!) then it was Sumbawa all the way. With days consisting of surfing and hanging out with raddest girls imaginable, why would I ever want to leave?
People can get a little cliché when it comes to traveling. Terms like ‘finding yourself’ and ‘having the experience of a lifetime’ seem to spread like wildfire when discussing trips away. I guess its true. You put yourself in situations and places that you would never normally face and meet people that you would never expect to impact your life. However, the most important thing to me? The memories.