After a 730-mile jaunt from London via Calais to Hoss' yesterday (and a 'not great' sleep in the car-park at Estagnots last night- it may be October but there are still hippy bastards playing bongos at stupid o'clock in the morning) I've made it to the river mouth of dreams- Mundaka. It's flat as you'll know but there's
swell brewing. So. All good.
Billabong have furnished me with an awesome lil bungalow, all mod-cons and wifi so I can work up a storm from here... Long range
charts- :)
