MISSION START
So here’s how the story goes – after 4 flights, a car ferry and a long taxi drive I finally arrived at my destination after 4 days of travel. My first view of the ocean did not come till I was dumped on the road by the airport bus in a remote village. It was low tide and I could see about 700 metres of dry reef with tiny waves breaking on the outside. The local people who help out surfers in this area were not used to all my oversized bags. All the surfers rent scooters with side racks for their surfboards. I needed something bigger and after walking with my gear along the road for about half an hour, one of the local stores had a 3 wheeled motor bike with a loading box on the back that I later found out was used for garbage runs. It was the perfect solution for transporting my gear and after negotiating with 7 local Indonesians, I had my ride for the week.