7th August
The rest of yesterday was spent in Hoss Park with the kids. Andy and I had a jolly around the most expensive surf shops in the world looking for a surf ‘Gaf Helmet’ to protect the gash in Andy’s head. I do find the super branded mass corporate, commercial side of Hossegor quite nauseating. We managed to find a pair of board shorts for 175 euros!!!! Only the most desperate of very rich or stupid surfers should ever buy anything from these shops and on this day Andy was falling into the desperate category. A very pretty girl with a surprisingly harsh voice, typically un-knowledgeable about anything surf related, spent some time going back and forth to a store room and coming back with different sized helmets. Half an hour later Andy was 110 euros worse off and I was feeling weirdly sick, dirty and slightly embarrassed as if I’d just stepped out of a porn shop with a brown paper bag!
Surf 19
Magic Seaweed was calling 5.5ft 8 sec west swell with off shore wind. So turning up at VVF I was definitely disappointed to see a big, angry and disorganised swell. The tide was mid and pushing so we checked out Sports nobody in and nasty close outs and at Bunkers we were part of a crowd watching some fool hardy soles dropping into very large impossible barrels. We headed for north Hossegor, we didn’t fancy fighting Graviere and the 3 surfers who did were exceptionally talented and they didn’t make it look easy. The waves at the breakwater which were usually more mellow but today was just a surging shore break. So we went back to Capbreton checked Sports again, only 3 in and they weren’t able to get rides and 2 of them were on boogie boards! We eventually found some super fast mainly rights off the inside of the breakwater at Towns beach, we only managed an hour before a just about make-able wave became impossible. I did managed to get a barrel which I came out of and a few more visions but all in all it was a very disappointing session which was compounded when we again cycled past Sports to see perfect 5/6ft A frame barrels rolling in, although the 50 or so other surfers made it look pretty intense!
We were now late back after spending 2 hours checking and an hour surfing and the talk in camp was for a day trip to La Rhune, The mountain clearly visible from Biarritz, last year I cycled up and down it and this year I ran it with Tam, Andys wife. The rest of the crew sensibly got the train! That evening we went to Acotz area (near Lafitania) and ate Pizza wile watching the sunset from a little café, after tea the kids ran into the shore break and I watched my naked son getting hammered by well over head waves (over head for him!) only to run back in for more beatings, I decided to end proceedings before broken bones occurred!
My legs were seizing up and I went to bed praying for wind and rain, an early was looking almost impossible for my fragile stiff body.
1 hour 2 minutes up
57 minutes down.
Photos from one very full day!!
Me and Tam on the final sprint to the top
Imogen enjoying the ponies on La Rhune
A well earned meal coming, Billy was very happy with the days events
Me and Char, Sunset in Acotz (nice right hander in back ground!)
View from train on way up La Rhune
And finally Billy and Imogen about to taste the sand!
8th August…Sore legs
Walking hurt, actually existing wasn’t too comfortable, I wasn’t able to moan in Andy’s direction as any complaints would only be met with disapproving looks suggesting that doing anything which would or could jeopardise surfing in France was frankly irresponsible and blatantly stupid! So I suffered in silence and walked slowly!
Surf 20
The swell was huge and the wind was blowing strong onshore, It was almost like I had planned the run knowing the early wouldn’t be on! At around 7pm Andy some how managed to persuade me to drive south and check the Acotz breaks and maybe head for the dreaded Hendaye! Some lame excuses about family members using his Van to sleep in meant me driving was the only option! We arrived at Lafitania to see double over head waves providing long rights around the point, I was about to wax my Lynch up but after further discussion the 100 or so other surfers in the water and my general fatigue a foolish decision was made to go to Hendaye, due to the time and quickly dropping Sun this was do or bust!
We arrived to see what looked to be a quality swell a solid 4/5ft with regular waves pumping through. It must have been some strange illusion as what we actually surfed were the most frustrating waves planet earth has to offer and lets remember I live in Bournemouth! The wave would go then back off then go again hit some inside bank suck up and close out, I managed to eek out the odd ride on my fish but it wasn’t pretty…..
The best way to describe Hendaye maybe ‘flatter to deceive’. What looks from the shore as not bad get in quick, almost always is a let down. I’m not sure what Andy and I thought we were seeing when we first pulled up, maybe it was my general fatigue, maybe Andy was reminiscing back to a swell 8 years ago when we spent a 5 day trip surfing Hendaye every day (November and a 20ft swell) but this was pants and in future will be left to the surf schools and serious desperados!
9th August
Surf 21
We went early to Lafitania to try and rectify the mistakes from the night before, we turned up and already about 40 people were surfing clean 4/5ft waves. A frustrating surf some good waves but too many people on them!
Day spent at Lac St Pee. Kids loving it!!!
Billy practising his jump up on Lac Pee and Imogen swimming close by.