ON SCHEDULE
12.30pm: With the plan pretty much right on schedule, it’s time for me to jump in the sea for some water shots. Ben decides to take a time out while he nurses his sore arm, while Timo is still hungry for more, determined to maximise his time on the water on this one day sojourn. In the thick of the crowd at the main break, it’s almost too busy to line up for a ramp, so I drift downwind towards Cape Trafalgar, a bit more tricky to line up, but much better without the crowd. After an hour or so when Timo is just thinking about taking a break, Ben suddenly flys down pumped up to join the session after making sure his arm is not seriously injured from the earlier crash. Satisfied we have a few decent jump shots in the can, it is time to swim in. Over the ninety minutes I have been in the water I have drifted half a mile down the coast, so I charge back to the car park, howling wind in my face, while Timo and Ben tack upwind.
2pm: Back on the beach we allow ten minutes to stuff down a slab of bread with a wedge of cheese and slurp a can of drink before the next session, no time for fancy athlete refuelling diets on this mission ! The wind is still a solid 35 knots and Timo manages to clock up another two hours sailing before we reach our cut off point at 4pm. It’s time to instigate the next part of the plan and head back to Tarifa. En route we allow 30 min’s to cram in a few shots of the wind turbines, Hurricane hotel and Tarifa sign along the main highway, religiously sticking to our itinerary without deviation.