Thursday, September 25, 2008

Quicksilver Pro France 2008 Video

After spending a day wandering around San Sebastian I was in touch with Duncan in South Africa and he was asking why I wasn't up in Hossegor for the Quicksilver Pro....

Good bloody question.

I'm ashamed to admit, but I thought the title had been surfed and won already and Mundaka was the next one to go.

I got back to the car park and chatted with some of my neighbours, two Austrian's and two Germans.  We talked about the waves and the weather, they were all sleeping in their cars as well and I was very close to just kicking back for the night with them and some beers and the guitar.

But no!  There was a surf competition on and I had to see it.  

I passed on my number in case they were heading back up there and set off on the road to Hossegor and the Quicksilver Pro France 2008.

On arriving I could see loads of cars, campers and drunks, but continued further up the road to where I assumed the competition was to be held.

The car park was deserted, well nearly, with only three cars.  I pulled up and went out to the beach.  Sure enough, tents, judging platform, big screen tv........ I had found my Mecca.

But what was everyone doing in town?  I decided to head back and check it out and then return.

When I got back I realised that the same exact set up I just saw was back in the town!  Surely that's why all the cars were here.  I pulled up and got some shut eye very excited about the next day.

When the day rolled around I strolled out to the beach, at 7am, to find there were no waves.  I was bloody cold as well so I headed back to bed for a few hours.  When I awoke I realised that most of the cars had pulled out and left........... which probably meant that the competition was on at the other beach.

Sure enough the car park was packed, and for a few km's back as well.  Fortunately I found a camper to park behind (they weren't going anywhere anyway) and I was off to the beach just in time to see Mick Campbell's heat, Pancho Sullivan's heat, Kelly Slater's heat (last two waves got him through) and then Taj Burrows heat.  

About that time the battery was low, the tape was near the end and my mates from Darwin, Chook and Marty, were on the beach in search of me.  Enough for today, it's off to the bar to have a few beers with some old friends.

I've just cut together a small bit of footage for the day highlighting Kelly's waves........ it's uploading to at the moment but I'm having trouble with the uploads on the free internet service here at St Malo's closed information centre.  


The video is there now, you can get to it from the surf the dream homepage.

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