rented SUV. boards. fins. leash. straps. shit, no wax. one of the other girls will have some, i hope. after a four-hour drive across the peninsula, we stacked boards 8-high on roof racks ready for adventure beneath a waxing moon, September sky threatening rain. by 10pm it was bed-time on my borrowed mattress in @andreadiazsurfer
's living room, her three gorgeous kids rowdy in smiles and colorful PJs.
driving Land Cruiser Prados. sleeping on tile floors. 3am alarm. the stuff surf dreams are made of.
because when Costa Rican surf legend Andrea Diaz calls you for an all-girls surf trip, your answer is undoubtedly and always, yes.
destination: Witch’s Rock
crew: 6 surf mermaids from near and far, of all surf levels and diverse life stories. yoga teacher + nutritionist @fernolivia
getting her gills wet in her newfound surf life, eco-friendly bikini brand owner + stylish lady-slider @jeuxdevagues_
, bombshell babe @la_danimun
who left the city behind to live by the sea, rising surf photographer/videographer @ines_espinoza24
, our hostess, inspirational women’s surfing pioneeress and @safari_surf_chicas
, and me, surfeminist nerd with a habit for wanderlust.
our boat: @cabuyalexperience
– excellent service with respectful captains who know how to keep their cool even among a boatful of babes, a 15-minute ride to the rock, locally caught fish grilled to perfection by loving hands for lunch with a view to the sea, and a hammock snooze between sessions.
our mission: worshiping the gifts of the sea, celebrating what it means to be wild and free.
the shake: super fun waves. all the best vibes. cheering eachother into lefts and rights to our heart’s insatiable content. double session to catch the incoming tide by morning, and the glassy post-rain offshores in late afternoon. amid the serendipity of the fall equinox, flying above the water between the golden setting sun and that formidable waxing-full moon, we smiled into the purple-pink sunset as it reflected across the sea, reminding ourselves that this is the life we’ve been blessed to choose, even when it feels mostly like a dream.