Up until this point our life on the road had generally consisted of going to bed before 10 and cooking as many meals in the camper as possible. Good for the budget and for getting out surfing three times a day. December however had other plans for us. Our “Vancouver family” as well as “uncle” […]Read more "The Beach"
After leaving El Transito for the first time we made our way south to Popoyo. On the way we dropped Jurek off at the junction to El Gigante. In Popoyo we stayed at some very rustic, and to my knowledge unnamed accommodations at the end of the road where Viki’s brother had stayed at previously. […]Read more "Isla de Ometepe, Nicaragua"
Our next stop was El Transito, a fishing village on the pacific coast of Nicaragua. It’s one of the closest beaches to the capital city Managua, but it’s only recently started to become a popular surf destination. Two years ago the lineup here was often empty. Since then a new hostel has opened up and […]Read more "El Transito"
After 10 days in El Paredon we were ready to go and so were our new Hungarian friends, Viki and Balazs. We packed up and hit the road for El Salvador, and the mushy beginner friendly point break in El Tunco. The Guatemala-El Salvador border is the worst border crossing I have experienced on the […]Read more "Guatemala to Nicaragua"
In many ways El Paredon was a place of dreams for me. Waking up every morning to the sound of waves crashing. Surfing as the sun peaked over the water in the morning and when it set at the end of the day. Walking barefoot through the village to buy tomatoes from one old man, […]Read more "El Paredon, Guatemala"
Immediately upon crossing the border from Mexico to Guatemala we felt a change in the air. Things seemed a little bit more helter skelter, and a little bit edgier. Welcome to Central America. Guatemala doesn’t have the best reputation for safety, so we were a little on edge too, or at least extra vigilant. We […]Read more "Welcome to Guatemala"
Our jumping off point from Mexico to Guatemala was the excellent Lagos de Colon. It’s a natural waterpark popular with locals that also features some Mayan ruins. We arrived late, and were searching for a spot to park in the dark when we passed a small guesthouse on the road. A friendly looking gentleman waved […]Read more "Ruby’s Place at Lagos de Colon"
“Traveling alone again I made quick progress navigating by moonlight. Although it was retreating, the storm was still raging in the distance. Lightning strikes periodically illuminated the glacier, punctuating the soft moonlight. The air was very still. It was a surreal experience to be so exposed on the side of the volcano in the proximity of nature’s fury.”Read more "The Summit in the Stars"
It was a long journey overland from Mexico’s Pacific Coast to Pico de Orizaba. Luckily for us we got to break it up with a visit to Jessa’s uncle’s place in Chapala. Always a character and a (frequently) self proclaimed red neck, Gord and his lovely companion Christina were great hosts. We ended up staying a week in […]Read more "Kicking Back in Chapala"
“I popped up, leaned forward, and dropped in for a long ride on the best wave of my life. It was a feeling like skiing a perfect untouched line of bottomless powder snow, a combination of adrenaline rush and elation. In that moment I got the surf bug, and I got it bad. We surfed juicy rights all to ourselves until it was too dark to see.”Read more "Surfing Mexico’s Pacific Coast"