I’m writing this midway across the English channel, between Roscoff and Plymouth as the Amorique sails us home. It’s a bit lumpy on the ocean outside, and I’m looking forward to checking out the UK beaches when we get into port….hopefully an afternoon sail.
The last week has been brilliant! We arrived in Tarifa and on the advise of K4 fins Spanish rider Emilio, we headed straight for Sancti Petri, 55 miles north of Tarifa. The super strong Levante was blowing all the way up near Cadiz and would be unsailable in Tarifa, so we headed off for an adventure at this new spot. On arriving, Emilo pointed out that he was just about to head out on a 4.2 and although it may sound crazy, when you sail out, head into the windless harbour, through the masses of moored boats and take an uphaul rather than sailing in the normal spot in front of the windsurfing centre. Promising us that we would see the spot eventually we nervously rigged and bobbed out to be greeted with an amazing low tide freestyle spot, with clean wind. Emilo’s recommendation was perfect and I was well powered on the 4.2 Edge. It’s always so refreshing to sail a new spot and I will defiantly head back to Sancti Petri in the future.

Levante would be a touch lighter for the following days, so we headed south straight for Tarifa, for the traditional La Tabla Pizza in town. The pizza’s are huge, and only 5 Euros. You get a pair of scissors to cut it up with. Perfect after a long days sailing and travelling.
The next days comprised of sailing pretty full power at Bolonia just near Tarifa. Full power on the 3.7 Prototype Edge and 91 Flare in this brilliant bump and jump location was a great change after sailing flat water for 8 solid days. As always the locals were ripping, pulling off Cheese rolls that would make Jan Sleigh proud as well as some impressive back loops off tightly bunched chop! For me I was 110% in learn over powered Shaka mode and hit them hard, in the process crashing plenty of ‘Shaka push loops’ ( when you don’t get over the rig and depower the sail enough mid rotation and get blown into a uncontrollable pushloop to be slapped hard on you back on the water). After 2 solid days of trying, a bright red back I finally succeeded and landed some very high shakas in 30+ knots. Happy days!



Windsurfing in Tarifa is very very alive – everywhere you look there is a reminder that the place is driven literally by wind and the Spanish are always so cool to hang out with at the beach. I guess sunshine and 30 knots makes it all a bit easier…

After 3 pretty intense days of levante, the guru was forecasting the wind to switch back to Nortada, the Portuguese wind, so we would head back to Sagres, to go full power to perfect new moves for 3 days before having to start the marathon 20 hour drive home. After some more coffee fuelled driving we arrived in Sagres early the following morning just in time for a SUP around the island on my RED AIR inflatable before the wind kicked in! For the last few days we had good 4.7 wind, which was a perfect way to end the trip!

The drive home, again was fuelled with coffee, baguette, brie and Chorizo and was made very pleasant by a stop in a huge French supermarket for the compulsory wine stash. We arrived mid afternoon to Brittany and headed to some nearby beaches for a little explore. Brittany has some absolute jems, crystal clear water and beautiful white sandy beaches. All I can think of at the end of this trip all is coming back to explore this region more as soon as possible. offering fantastic SUP coastal and river exploration as well as SUP surfing and even top windsurfing.

Until next time, road tripping is finished….I can just see the UK appearing on the horizon and it looks like the coast is getting battered by a solid Southerly. The next adventure awaits!
Authors note: The European road trip didn’t even get to finish before we were on the water again. 30 knots southerly gale and high tide means nothing else but a Wonwell session – it doesn’t happen that often in August so how could we return. We didn’t even go home – ferry port to yet another beach and had a great sail (despite my savage driving hangover) while catching up with loads of friends! I think we brought the wind home ☺
