Protest team riders Yannick de Jager and Kaspar Hamminga went on a last minute adventure to Indonesia, here’s the second instalment what went down told through the eyes of Kaspar Hamminga:
You can catch up on Part 1 here
We arrive at our destination late yesterday evening. It’s dark and we can’t see the waves. We follow our regular routine, go to bed and rise early, and drive to our special spot. We cruise through the jungle, see little monkeys swing through the trees, and drive across rickety mini bridges. When we reach our destination we can’t believe our eyes: it’s a long right hander point with clean sets of about one-and-a-half to two meters.
It’s such an amazing feeling when reality meets your expectations, a true weight off your shoulders.
“Didn’t I tell you Yan! I knew we had to go here!”
We run right into the water. After a few hours the tide falls and the waves roll even better. Time for another session, especially when the local mineworkers leave for lunch.
Our last day in Paradise in Sumbawa has reached the end. The swell is also retreated, but I have to admit it gives me a kick knowing that Bali is now almost completely flat. Our surf spot however has gotten really crowded. Charter boats are dropping surfers off one by one.
After a few days we spot in the corner of the bay a surf wedging against a super big cliff, creating a fantastic ramp. Due to the crowds we decide to walk across the white beach full of coconuts and crabs. Nobody is in the water and we’ve get a great shoulder-high wave, perfect for a fat hack or high-flyer. My legs feel heavy and I am almost surfed out, but we gotta enjoy the moment and get some more sick shots. In the morning we leave early back to Bali and the fun is almost at an end.
That’s that. This evening I leave to the Netherlands and then hand in some assignments for school before I leave for France during the summer season.
This morning Yannick and I squeeze in some last sessions on Canggu, topped off with brunch at my favourite spot. I order a delicious Nasi Campu with fresh pressed juice. While eating we mull over the last few days. We’ve done so much in such a short time. We both have a sense of great accomplishment. If it were up to me, I would go on more of these short last minute trips. I notice I secretly kinda love it, a little stress does me well and keeps me sharp. Onto the next unplanned adventure!