Surf Camp at Witchsrock, Costa Rica

Only a few months pass until I re visited Costa Rica, but this time I was diving into a week of surf school. I brought along a pal and together we conquered our goal; to be able to stand up and ride a wave by the end of the week. We stayed in Tamarindo. Lindsay and I had a blast, it was right up there with our experience in the jungle homestays. Surfing is something I have always dreamed of exploring. I love everything about it… the culture, the lifestyle, the smell of sunscreen, sun kissed skin, palm trees, ocean, sore muscles, putting wax on a board… I can go on and on. We were complete rookies, thinking we will have a surf lesson in the morning, then take the boards out later in the day to practice. After the third day, we were exhausted! A one and a half hour lesson was plenty for a days efforts, especially when your body isn’t conditioned for surfing. We were covered in bumps and bruises, sore muscles and burnt skin, and I loved every minute of it. I was living out my dream and no one could ever take that away. We surfed in the AM, walked around the shops of Tamarindo by afternoon and in the evening we were chillin out to some reggae drinking Imperials. This truly was PuraVida.

The Costa Ricans are so warm, friendly and really live each day to its fullest. They don’t have much, and they also don’t need much. This mentality is something I think MANY people in this world can use a heavier dosage of.

Keep it simple :)
Link to SURFCAMP Video