Dirt, Donkeys, and Lefts
Trip Start Aug 20, 2007
78Trip End Jul 04, 2008
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Full of creatures from the sea we drove down the Peruvian coast a bit. In the gloom the dirt hills and mountains of coastal Peru look lunar. No plants unless planted by man. Baja California looks like a jungle compared to the Peruvian coast. After checking a few spots we decided on one.spot called Punto Viejo. It was so hard getting in the freezing water coming from the tepid waters of Panama. I couldn┤t get my groove. I missed Panama even more, but Ignacio`s hospitality made up for it. He took me out for a night on the town at a chill little spot in Lima. Kind of wierd scene with lots of bearded men and girls wearing Bohemian style clothes. I guess it was Bohemian. They called it that, yet. I really don`t even know what Bohemian style is. I guess it's similar to grunge crossed with Rasta. Whatever it is the girls are hairy.
The following Sunday brought the long desired sun. The first day all winter they told me. We went for another surf at Ignacio's stomping spot called Punta Hermosa. A heavey shifting right with lots of wind on it. I was caught on the inside for what seemed like twenty waves and ended up paddling to exhaustion. I made one wave and went in. Too tired to really care. It was the worst surf I have had in a long time
After working out a Peruvian travel plan in my head I decided to spend the week way up north surfing a point break. ╠ggy gave me the info and put me in a taxi to the bus station in downtown Lima. Boards in tow with my backpack I bought my ticket for 90 soles (30 bucks) to Talara an 18 hour trip north. Not to worry though I booked it first class. Nothing but the best for this guy. My seat was on the first floor of a two story monster bus with big reclining seats and a t.v. right in your face. I bought my yogurt drink and chicken sandwich and settled in for my ride leaving at 6 pm. It started off nice and comfy just listening to the music and enjoying the a.c. when they put on this horrible movie starring some annoying girl and Micheal Keaton. He was the President of the U.S. and hs daughter was going off to college. I wasn't listening to it. My headphones where blasting my iPod, but I couldn┤t look away because the t.v. was right in my face. Well needless to say I was glad it was Micheal Keaton's last movie. RIP. Horrible of me to think, but the yogurt was giving me horrible stomach cramps. Maybe because I am lactose intolerant, or maybe the movie just sucked that much. After a while I got tired of crawling over the lady on the isle to get to the bathroom. I just pretended I was sleeping and depressurized.
Fanucho looked like the old guy who terrorized the Smurfs and acted accordingly. Not to worry though the waves there were good. Long, long lefts with offshore winds all day with not too many people. Days of surfing till exhaustion followed my arrival. Naps, feeds and more surfing till exhaustion. At night the power usually went out,so I read by candlelight until there was no more candle.
The long weekend brought lots of crowds from Lima. They have a bad habit of paddling to the inside of you and snaking you when you take off on the set waves. They look at you like you aren┤t from here
The 18 hour bus ride back down to Lima was bearable. Lots of lively spanish music videos from the 80s and 90s with lots of powerful hairstyles to entertain me as I cruised along in my reclining seat. I made it to Lima in the morning and had an interesting taxi ride back to my hostel. The driver told me his story how he had seen a UFO when he was taking a leak outside up around a town called Tumbes. He also told me that he was a bit drunk when he saw it. He even drew me a map of where he saw it with a pen he borrowed from a police officer who was strolling by. He really wanted me to get the whole story. Little things like that make me love travelling. Just random events seem to enrich the whole event.
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