Anyway I planted my arse on the bluff yesterday (along with everyone else who owned a camera) and there’s simply no way anyone didn’t walk away with some great shots.
I was surreptitiously located to get a little ‘how to’ video of Jason Polakow launching from the rocks. The rock hopper types must develop some extra sensory penguin gripping ability in their feet because I have no doubt most of us would slip even sans equipment!
Clearly he made it.
Or did he? He was a cheeky, perky happy chappy on the way out and only slightly more reflective upon his return! Mudafuka who wouldn’t be after a wipe out,swim and then faced with people like me taking pictures like this!
It really was the perfect Kona storm as there was enough of a wave to let a few talented surfers have some fun on an empty playing field. ‘Come on lads what was wrong with that one’?! (oh yeah it's a massive close-out).
Personally I’m not a fan of Kona winds. They blow my fur the wrong way and I experience a mellow undertow of agitation. Thankfully not everyone feels the same way and watching natures combustible forces coupled with such windsurfing/surfing athletic prowess, I was reluctant to remove myself from such a juicy vortex.
As today’s forecast is for a smaller version of yesterday, guaranteed I’ll have another cuppa, pack a lunch and head down the hill for the next installment.
Here's a of wee video I took to give you a better feel of how crazy this last Kona session was.