ESPERANCE
So finally, after nine hours of driving, we arrived at Esperance. Having a small injury I couldn’t do anything else other than watch Amado scramble into a wetsuit at Nine Mile Beach, run down 120 steps and be on the water within five minutes of our arrival. I guess for Amado the water must look a similar colour to the turquoise lagoon he sails in at home in Bonaire. I watched him suffer a few gnarly wipeouts but his session was followed by a big smile when he came off the water. Not much more is needed for us as windsurfers to forget a long journey than that first taste of wind in a new country. Over the next couple of days Amado managed to score some amazing sessions while I made myself useful by taking pictures and filming. Watching Amado trying some pretty big jumps made me very jealous. It was a miracle his 100L freestyle board was still in one piece after going for big stalled forwards, back loops and a even a few doubles.