We love to see people getting out and enjoying the British surf – no matter the weather! Nick has once again made us get itchy feet and we can’t wait to get back out on the water!
And so we bring you the last instalment from Nick and his travels in Norway. It is always such a struggle for us when he sends in his pictures to decide which ones to pick, but we hope you have enjoyed them and we look forward to seeing what he has in store for us next!
We decided to go for a hike today. I say hike, It was a small mountain that we had to traverse with none of us having any real ‘mountain walking’ experience other than wearing North Face jackets and going to climbing walls ( I don’t even do that) but I think we did a good job! Even if Adam was dressed like he was going on a night-out and I had the worst sprained ankle I think I have ever had…. “Lets go for a little walk shall we? We’ll can surf later” …….. 9 kilometres and 1000 ft later we made it, apart from not being able to tweet or get a good latte at the summit I was pretty chuffed!
We didn’t surf….!
Later that evening my mate James from Bristol turned up with a friend at our lodge (as you do, just passing by in the Arctic) and joined us for dinner. Later that evening we had our first taste of the Northern Light’s which blew our MINDS!!!!! 6 lads running ( me hobbling) around a field shrieking with delight and annoying James into lending me his camera gear and to get some pictures! (He had also basically brought a small ‘Jessops’ store with him!)
Last day so Mee-Mee ( French surf instructor empress) took us to Kvalvika where the film ‘North Of The Sun’ was made. We hiked in, surfed, had a bonfire, hiked out, saw more northern lights (yawn) got back to the surf lodge (Unstad Arctic Surf Camp) where the camps owner, local shredder, Tommy had prepared a traditional Norwegian hot tub (outside)….the whole thing was very, very, VERY cool! ( bordering on ‘Hipster’ but no one has to know that..!)
Our final day was another long day of travel back to Bristol ☹
It was an incredible trip with some incredible people and given the chance I would go back in a heartbeat!
Nick’s journey continues with the second instalment of his blog from Norway. If you would like to read part one, you can find it here.
We decided to stay at Unstad again as its been pumping all day but still super windy and rainy! We had a morning surf north of the beach with faces of about 15ft! The boys managed to get in a few barrels. Even a few double overheads and super chunky! BEAUTIFUL!
We got out after a few hours to have some lunch and then decided to try out the south of the beach ( the break here is named ‘garbage’!) I have never seen wind like it! The guys in the water said they couldn’t see anything on the take off because of spray!
I shot from the boot of the car, and felt like even that was going to roll away with the wind! The highlight was seeing a French girl, Mimi, paddling out on a FLOATY, no hood or gloves! BEAST! There were a couple of South Africans who also rocked up and I’ve never seen surfing like it, definitely pro standard!
We had news that the wind was dying off to 20mph tomorrow which apparently is good?!?!
We headed up the coast to Delp to change it up a bit. The spot is north facing and needs a big west swell to get up there. The boys were lucky and had a westerly swell, 10ft@13seconds with a light southerly wind and we surfed here for around 3 hours. Oh and those Saffers that I mentioned, low and behold were there and not only that, one of them, Steve ‘stezzy’ Sawyer is ranked WSL 49th and SA longboarding Champion whilst the other, Shannon Ainsleigh is a pro-surf instructor/mentor and SHARK ATTACK survivor! The pair of them were absolute gems !
That evening we went and watch Steve play an acoustic set in a local bar which he nailed, obviously! ( not jealous much). I bought his CD for my mum…..!
Many of you who have been following our Great Venture Surf Co. blog for a while might know, we work with a network of talented photographers and bloggers and Nick Corkill just happens to be both!
A few months ago Nick told us he had been invited to go to Norway on a Surf and photography trip by Tim Nunn who is another talented photographer and runs The Plastic Project . We were obviously incredibly keen to be kept up to date on every detail of this trip and Nick thankfully agreed! So we hope you enjoy his amazing story
The first day started off with a very early 3am start. The journey to Norway was not going to be a quick one! We flew from Bristol to London > London to Oslo > Oslo to Bodo and then a Ferry to Lofted. All in all taking a mighty 20 hours to reach our destination. The group consisted of Jamie Gatley; Nick Rees and Adam Parsons.
We headed down to Unstad beach which is next to our lodge and the most consistent break in the region. It has South Westerly swell direction – cross/offshore wind – gusting 30-40mph, head and a half high. I entered the water from the rocks on the north side of the beach and surfed a right hand point break, breaking over shallow Kelp covered rocks. Surfing with a seal and a load of cormorants was a pretty special experience and surfing a beach the size of Croyde with only 4 of us was even better! It also rained all day!
Keep y0ur eyes peeled for the second instalment from Nick
Let’s go surfing
An online educational series with an aim to teach you how to make the best decision on where and when to surf .
It’s easy when you know how…
Series 1 – the very basics .
It may seem obvious but having the skills and knowledge to read and interpret surf reports and meteorological weather charts is vital to you catching waves and not . The thing is with surfing , most of the time we are forced to make compromises. The winds to strong, swell is to small or its just to bloody cold. Always waiting and searching for that occipitcal report when you know whatever happens it’s going to be firing and glassy AF. But the truth is these days a seldom and we make do with what we can , this series aims to educate you so no matter the weather and surf report you can get the best waves possible on the day 🙂 .
Step 1 – The wind
We have all been there, waking up at the break of day stepping out of our tents or crawling out the back of the car to freeze our bollocks off as we twist, turn and contort ourselves into a wetsuit which your growing ever more convinced has shrunk since you last did battle. And after all the effort and what to normal people seems insane you are stoked and pumped to walk over the crest of the dude which till now has blocked your view of the mornings perfect A frames. You make it to the view point board under your arm and you are greeted with wind blown mess , heart sinks (que the violins) as you realise the day you had planned to nail some manovers isn’t going to happen. But the day is not in Vein because you haven’t come this far not to got in !!! Now it’s that surfers determination coupled with some prior research and knowledge that’s going to improve your surfing.
The wind is what create swell miles out at sea and drives it towards us eger land dwelling surfs. Where swell meets the shallow waters we find surf. Simple enough . But it’s not just this swell you are looking at, the wind is just as important . One of the first things to consider is the winds direction and how it will effect the wave you are going to surf. If there is strong onshore wind you will most likely be faced will wind blown mess (waves which have been pushed over, creating what we see as white wash) , not great surfing conditions. The opposite happens with a strong off shore wind , this holds the face of the waves up for longer than normal results in a heavier more peaking wave more likely to close out and dump. These effects can be magnified or reduced with the strength of the winds.
IN A NUT SHELL.
Location, location, loaction, It is key that you choose the most ideal surf break for the condition on the day . Looking for those break that may be sheltered from high winds or that may be fetching more swell .
Here are a few screen grabs from today’s forecasts, see if you can get an idea of what the waves will be like from the information presented:
Keep your eyes out for those low wind days (like today) swell isn’t everything you can really improve and focus training when the waves a clean 🙂
More on swell, periods and weather charts to come.
‘We’re stoked to be working with Lachlan, he’s an incredible talent and here’s just a taste of what is to come’
Anthony Smith, a 17 year old bodyboarder from Mossy point, NSW. He recently got his p’s so you’ll see many more shots of him in come slabs on the coast! He has a great passion with a great future!
Leon Bushnell, 16 year old surfer from coastline of Durras. But he is mainly known for his amazing photography. Go check him out on Instagram,
Lachlan is a 15 year old Photographer and filmmaker from the South Coast of Australia. He lives in a small town named Bodalla and escapes from the countryside most weekends to the beautiful coastlines of the South Coast.
Whilst Lachlan may only be 15 years old, he certainly does manage to get up to some cool stuff, so will be blogging to keep us up to date on his travels, whether that is shooting a surf trip on an ordinary weekend or working on big projects.
Lachlan originally got into photography and filming for a hobby but since his involvement with Great Venture Surf Co has realised that this is the path he would like to take in life. He is now focusing on expanding his work and hopefully one day making a living out of it. Its a tough gig but he is going to give it a go!
We love getting posts in from Caitlin as she has a fantastic passion for travel and a keen eye for some amazing pictures! This latest instalment follows Caitlin through Lisbon with her boyfriend Paul and was the first part of a 9 week journey spanning Europe and Indonesia!
Our entire first day was lost to travelling and we didn’t arrive at our hotel – Residencial Mar dos Acores – until two o’clock this morning. The metro link is available from the airport and an unlimited 24 hour card costs only €6 each. We alighted the last train around 1.15am and it took us an absurd amount of time to find the hotel due to the lack of public wifi, thankfully when we did arrive our room was still waiting for us. With a 7.3 rating on Booking.com and one bathroom per floor which is shared between eight rooms, the €25 per night fee for us both seemed fair. It’s located a steep five minute walk from the Anjosnmetro station and is surrounded by shops, bars and restaurants. When we got there, the amenities were beyond what we had expected; immaculate kitchen stocked with beers and drinks for a fee, stunning mosaic interiors and a lift. The room itself, albeit compact, was spotless and included a sink, TV, air conditioning unit and a fan – both of which are necessary even at night. The bathrooms pleasantly surprised me, again immaculate and cleaned several times a day. After one night past, €25 seems like a steal.
From what I had read online, on WordPress as well as the Visit Lisbon website, I would be lying if I told you I expected much from the Portuguese capital. Combined with the heat, how tired we were and the pending game against Poland this evening, I really thought today would have been lost to relaxing and watching football. Thankfully, for me at least, that was so far from the way the day unfolded, and I’m really glad our curiosity pushed us towards spending time in a lesser raved about location, because after only a few hours out in the beating sun we have both fallen for this beautiful city.
We took the metro from Anjos to Rossio, the city’s main plaza in the Baica district. From there, we headed uphill through the narrow, pastel coloured streets. We had no plan, but our route allowed us to see so many glorious buildings. We followed the steep steps upwards to a higher plaza, from which we could see the city’s port. After deciding to head towards the water, distraction after distraction pulled us in all directions. Every street we passed one of us found something intriguing; from intricately mosaiced walls to hidden churches, the rich pastel colours of the city are so attractive we couldn’t help but walk around with our necks craned, while I photographed everything my eyes met. Eventually, when we reached the water we sat at a waterfront restaurant and watched the world go by with a cold beer in our hands. Across the water, sailboats and cruise liners sales past and the vast red suspension bridge leading across to the historic Almada district stood stark against the bright blue sky and water. Behind it, a Christ the King statue stands tall, towering over the district and overlooking the rest of the city from across the water.
From the harbour, we walked along the waterfront, through the Praça do Comércio and underneath the Rua Augusta Arch; the city’s trump gal arch, a vast Neoclassical monument flanked by Baroque buildings (which are very reminiscent of Schonbrunn Palace in Vienna). Through the arch and much to my delight there was a wine festival taking place before the shopping district began. I tried local whites whilst Paul did some shopping before heading to the Elevador de Santa Justa, a tower with panoramic views of the city, but also with an extensive queue and so we decided to head further uphill to have an undisturbed and unrestricted view for ourselves.
Without realising, we had done a complete lap of the city on foot and found ourselves back at Rossio square almost three hours later. I took the opportunity to photograph what I had not already and afterwards we headed away from the square in the opposite direction from before, towards the Cathedral and Castle. We climbed even steeper streets on this side, but there are teams, tacos and tuk tuks available if the walk isn’t for you. Pauls trying to catch up on my tan from Canada, so I think that’s why he has been so keen to walk so far. On this side, streets were beginning to be decorated with Portuguese flags and tinsel in the flags colours. Music played loudly from pubs and the smell of seafood bled out into the streets from the many homes and restaurants that lined the cobblestone streets. Once at the top I found the view I had been searching for all along; a sea of terracotta roofs and off-white walls, plastered against an uninterrupted blue sky. We found the Cathedral atop the hill, but the castle sadly evaded us, and we were too tired to look anymore.
I feel Lisbon is sadly overlooked in favour of the more popular European cities such as Barcelona or Rome, and I can say that because I too overlooked it. After visiting so many in Asia, I have a really great appreciation for European cities and am trying so much more to explore the world a little closer to home before venturing out across continents again. Lisbon was the perfect starting point for this new adventure of ours because of its relaxed atmosphere, the lack of need to rush to pack sights in and the proximity of sights from one to another. Without a map and any idea as to where we were or where we were going, in a few hours Paul and I seen the majority of the sights on the to see lists. I found it to be an incredible romantic city – something I don’t think I’ve ever said about anywhere on earth. The colourful buildings and sun constantly shining makes it near impossible to not stroll around with a smile on your face. I was so pleasantly surprised by the proximity of the water to the city centre, and the rich variety of architecture and sculpture across the city.
I feel relaxed, which is odd to say after a day of walking around in the heat. In truth I feel really lucky to have spent time here, and I can’t wait to see what the Portuguese city of Porto has to offer over the next few days.