We showed up to Maui to find grey skies, dark waters, and no signs of swell. We paddled out anyways.
Turns out there were some waves after all.
We stayed on a golf course. We couldn't afford to play it, but it was pretty funny watching everyone shank their balls up and down the course.
This is Stan the Van. We rented it. It had some bruises but it got us where we needed to go. We have yet to be charged for Stan, chances we drove a stolen vehicle for a week are high.
Welcome to Jurassic Park.
Turns out you should not approach a group of cattle when there is young calf around. T-Bone VS. T-Bone.
I decided to jump into the lineup with my water housing to capture the bay from a different angle. It is so often photographed from the cliff, so it was cool to switch it up
It was a great session for Jazz until he tried to head butt his fins. Turns out that doesn't end well.
After a few stitches and the purchase of a nice speedo swim cap, he was back in action.
It was pretty incredible how many times we were able to surf alone in Maui. All it took was a little extra effort driving around and peeking over some cliffs for some empty slabs and reefs.
You had to time this paddle out pretty well...if you left when there was a cleanup set, chances were you’d end up back on the rocks. You couldn't duck dive right off the bat because the water was only about 1' deep over sharp reef.
We spent all our afternoons in-between sessions snorkeling and jumping off this rock into waves.
There was a solid pulse of NNW swell the last two days we were there. Not a bad way to end a surf trip.