Pohnpei Second Installment

Hi All,

So we finally figured out the internet and have got some awesome pictures of P-Pass for you. Amy is doing a bang up job and as always Pohnpei Surf Club is living up to and exceeding  expectations. Summer is here folks and the North Swells have arrived with the long, balmy days.  Bad news for us back in Aus though onshore North Easters, Stingers, crowds and Kite surfers (not that there’s anything wrong with that).   If you’re on the East Coast you’re probably going stir crazy with the lack of quality swell and the forecast is looking depressing too. Hope the pics help, with more swell on the way for the Caroline Islands you can always book a trip and score. Other wise…. maybe …. kite surfing?

Enjoy WS

From Amy herself

After two weeks of small waves and big fish, the first swell of the season hit Palikir Pass on Saturday the 5^th of November. It was a beauty. Allois and Scardy had both noticed a storm developing over Japan a week earlier and made the call that one of the Worlds most perfect waves was about to show her face. But when we motored out for a look late in the afternoon on the 4^th good waves were hard to imagine – the swell was tiny and mixed up and quite uninviting. After a quick snorkel it was back to Pohnpei Surf Club for Sashimi and another look at the swell charts. However, Allois assured us that we didn’t need to check any sites as he was quite sure it would be on in the morning, so the boats and boards were prepared for an early start.

Motoring down the river from PSC in the misty morning light is an experience in itself. Moments like these are a big part of the lure of surf travel. As travelling surfers, we often find ourselves in some of the most stunningly beautiful locations, admiring scenery that would justify the journey alone. But on this day we had another agenda – barrels! As we reached the pass it was clear that Allois’s swell had arrived – head high sets were breaking every ten minutes or so, though it was suffering from a mild case of morning sickness and wasn’t really barreling. We hit it anyway and soon realized that it was still super fun, in fact all the new arrivals seemed quite happy that they didn’t have to paddle straight out into heaving pits! Though within a few hours, that’s exactly what we had! It was an incredible transformation but there it was, right before us, absolute perfection. The day became an orgy of tube riding. Every wave that broke would barrel. If you made the drop and set your rail, you got barreled. Even when the wind briefly swung light onshore guys were getting eight second shacks.

As we motored back to PSC the sun slipped under the clouds giving us a crazy light show to perfectly end an epic day.

The next few days are a blur of barrels. Everyone surfed themselves to exhaustion spending a ridiculous amount of time in the tube. It was big, it was clean, it was perfect.

See you soon.