An hour to spare.

Labour day brought sun, wind and a small bump to Hookipa. That tantalizing combo summoned a get-together of happy loop throwing sailors, one cheerful Brit back to the great outdoors and an inventive Itai with a desire to film the vibe and acrobatics in his midst.

GP had engineered (and I use that term loosely) a system to film his session and after a while switched boards with looping fool, Andres, in the hopes of getting some radical footage. The outcome of which was not so much radical as unusable, however his excitement regarding the on-going ‘gopro research & development’ is infectious.

I sat under the shady tree to scope out my spot. For maximum enjoyment the nesting area has to have certain parameters, a little sun, a little shade, a great view, shelter from the wind (some what negotiable), maximum opportunities for people watching and if possible a latrine that doesn’t make you gag.

I only hung out for an hour or so, but the restorative effects were undeniable. The dogs, the characters, the friends, the weirdo’s, the famous, the talented, the kids, the unexpected, the amusing, the beautiful, the exhilarating, this is the joy of.....the beach.