That was enough for them and to me it looked like way too hard work. Having never been here before with no idea of the line up, I was happy to stay on board the boat. I don’t think it would have been too wise to try the SUP option.
With the swell forecast to drop at 11AM, it was windy and a long time since the last set, so I thought it was pretty much done. We had heard Polakow was gearing up to sail Ho’okipa, so I fired-off the text that I reckon it looked shitty and we should split and try and make the most of the rest of the day.
The call from the folk sitting on the hill was to give it a crack seeing as though we were there. So I rigged up, jumped off the boat and saw straight away the paddle surfers weren’t having a bar of it. Arms started waving in a gesture that was pretty much the international signal to f***k off and a ski started to come out for me so it was pretty obvious I wasn’t welcome and headed back to the boat.
Back on board the overwhelming vibe was that everyone wanted to get going, but again we were told to stay put. Pretty quickly after being told to sod-off the paddle guys were gone and the line-up was all of a sudden left empty to give it a crack.