FIRST SURF TRIP
My first overseas surf trip was to Bali back in 2006. I travelled with my family, my mate Trav and his family also. The trip was amazing. We were able to stay in these epic private villas in Legian and scored some perfect waves. I remember going out to Kuta reef for the first time and thinking it was the best waves I had ever seen in my life. I was absolutely frothing. One thing I also remember was how different it was to surf over coral reef. Even though we weren’t surfing heavy waves, it was definitely pretty daunting. This experience of building my confidence over reef breaks later proved to be vital for overseas trips, surf comps and also photo shoots. Being exposed to such a unique culture was a real eye opener for me also. The Balinese people are very religious and have a lot of traditions and rituals far different to that of NZ. Alongside experiencing pumping surf, I was also able to experience Bali’s night life. Trav and I had heard about how amazing the clubs were and being young teenagers we wanted to experience it first-hand. After running the prospect of going out by our parents, we basically got told there was no way it was going to happen. We definitely weren’t going to let that stop us, so one night near the end of the trip we arranged a plan to sneak out of the villas and go out to the clubs. I remember going to sleep at around 9PM, after a massive day of surfing and lying awake for three hours until midnight and then sneaking out the window. Trav was staying in a separate villa and I met him in the courtyard and from there we went to town to dominate the d-floor. What an experience it was for us, having only been out a couple of nights at small NZ house parties and going to a fully-fledged dance party. After four hours of partying, drugs, sex and booze (just kidding mum), we came in at about three in the morning and went back to sleep. Our unsuspecting parents still having no idea, even till this day. I might add the next two nights were pretty fun also….