How did I end up spending a Saturday by the beach photographing a bunch of frolicking young blonde windsurfer girls?...

.. Again?

Ok, total deja vu from the Butterfly Effect in Brazil, except that this time, it was all in German. In fact, last year in Brazil, as I fared adieu to Marie, Andrea and Anna, and we jokingly said that next year we'd get together in Germany for a Butterfly Event downwinder there, little did we know that it was all in fact, going to happen just so!.

But hold on a second, backtrack a little.. last time I blogged, I was in Costa Rica, surfing it up in Santa Teresa. Fast forward 4 months later, and I am living in Germany with very limited access to water and a fast fading tan. In fact, this last weekend was the first time since Costa Rica I got to hop, albeit briefly, on a windsurfer and to taste the sweet saltiness of ocean water.

It is all a long, convoluted, and borderline stereotypical story (and yes.. it involves a skirt!). But suffice it to say that yes, indeed.. I know speak a bit of German and am enjoying the best that Deutschland has to offer. It was quite simply amazing to see my windsurfing friends again from the Jericoacoara days, and to make new friends as well. Here is a shot with my favourite German windsurferin, the absolutely insanely athletic Marie.

I missed my windsurfing posé!. I find myself plotting and scheming on how to figure out moving closer to the north where I can participate on the wind calls from the Nordsee and those fabled big Denmark days. 

.. or beckon the siren call hailing all the way down south from Brazil.. hmm.. stay tuned. 

Oh!.. and don't forget to check out the Photo Galleries for some shots of the event!

I can't believe I spent what?.. 6 weeks here in Costa Rica, and I only have ONE surfing picture to show!.

The level here in Santa Teresa is pretty darn high. I would even dare to say that average, higher than Maui (gasp!). I had never seen so many consistently good surfers in one spot.

It does get depressing to watch sometimes.. but at the same time.. all I can think is, "someday". And boy, I know this feeling. Its what got me windsurfing hardcore 4 years ago when I first saw the good guys ripping in the Dominican Republic. So I will be the guy on this picture.. someday, you'll see. 

So now that its all over and I am starting my journey back to San Jose, and then off back to my beloved Great White North .. POLE! ;-) ... (I hear its -30C with the windchill back in Ottawa these days.. Ay Caramba!). Time for the spot report.

Costa Rica: Hmm... how can I put this without hurting any sensibilities?.. the surf?.. world class. Santa Teresa & Malpaís, Playa Hermosa, even Dominical for the more hardcore surfers.. epic. Surf towns with excellent vibe, your regular world traveler surfing types, tropical beaches... seriously, you can do a lot worse in a surf trip. If you are dreaming of a surf stint somewhere, think no more , and get your ass down here ASAP. Its a moral imperative.

BUT.. as I said.. trying not to hurt any sensibilities, the rest of the country.. mixed feelings. Sure, its a beautiful land. So rich in flora and fauna, and the geography is spectacular. The Arenal Volcano, the rainforests.. but as you might have read on a previous post, I found the local vibe somewhat of a put down. Sorry to say, but many of the Ticos I ran into lacked that whole "Pura Vida" spirit. I hope that's just the exception and I was just unlucky, but.. you've been warned. The whole country feels sometimes like a gigantic tourist trap. If I come back here, and I might definitely come back, it will be straight for the surf.

Prices are a bit high, i.e. North American prices for a Central American standard. Like I said before, I still don't know if that's just the effect of a dollarized economy, or if its just a hefty tourist tax. Take this place I am writing this blog from at the moment. Free WiFi for customers (yeay!), but my bill will be in the C$10000 (about CAD$23) for breakfast, some coffee and a sandwhich. Sure, there are cheaper more "local" places.. and the way I see it I am just paying for the WiFi tax.. but you get the idea. And this is not the most expensive place around here at all. I know its not a fortune or anything, but for the chronically unemployed, every bit counts, and there are cheaper places to surf. More on that on a future post.

Now for a personal note.. my surfing skills.. hmm... I definitely followed one of those progression curves so characteristic of a long term stint. I started just getting back into the swing of things, then about 2 weeks ago I was hitting one of those accelerated progression curves. I will take home some memorable rides, some late and steep drop ins, and a couple of "biggest wave of my life" rides. After those started happening, I thought this whole surfing thing was in the bag. Then, somehow, I started getting worse.. then worse.. instead of better. WTF?. The last few days were a nightmare. I am not sure why, but I suspect that, as usual,I  underestimated the effect of chronic exhaustion. But, those who have followed me thru my windsurfing adventures, know how I can have a hard time taking regular break days. I didn't surf about 3 days this month, and that was when I was traveling between spots.. so hardly "resting". Yeah, yeah.. I know.. told you so, blah, blah.. you try to sit at the beach when head high waves are peeling off in the horizon on a tropical beach, you hear.

I think my biggest problem are the stupid duck dives. I spend so much energy getting out, that so little is left to do the actual surfing. Sometimes I feel they work, but so often I just get sent all the way back to Jail, do not pass Go and do not collect $200. After a few times like that.. you don't give a rat about the next monster coming your way and then the house falls on you. Anyhow.. the usual with any of these ocean board sports. It will all fall into place. I just need more time.

Alas, thanks for reading guys and see you soon back home. I think next stop will be Brittannia for me. I will be in Ottawa for a couple of months trying to raise some cash for the next stint. We all gotta go to Loblaws eh? ;-) 

Pura Vida!