Oppie Weskus: Part 1

We embarked on our journey up the West Coast early Sunday morning. The car had been fully packed the night before with a whole lot of food, a big ass tent, two dslr cameras, a GoPro and a bunch of useless supplies we thought might come in handy. Weather and swell forecasts were carefully analyzed for weeks. Everything was perfect for our second Weskus mission this year.


About an hour into our journey the roof racks decided that they were tired of holding onto our precious surfboards. We heard a loud bang and looked back to see our boards flying across the highway. Luckily there were no other cars around. The road gave our boards a good beating and most of them were damaged. We threw the boards inside the car and drove on.

We arrived at the campsite. We were greeted by a half asleep receptionist who was sitting outside on a chair, basking in the Weskus sun. She was grumpy and didn't really want to talk to us. As we paid, a cat jumped up on the counter and startled her. "Ooh jinne Sokkies!", she shouted at the cat in her weskus Afrikaans accent. The phrase stuck with us and was repeated way too many times throughout our trip.

After a quick surf check we quickly decided to set up camp at a later stage. The waves were pumping at Yoyo's. Fun clean waves with sick ramps on the inside. We used some of that new UV resin stuff I got from Natural Energy (It works way better than Suncure by the way) to quickly repair our damaged boards and then got out there.

End Part 1