And we don’t have to wait long. The next set appeared on the horizon, once again Jim turned around as the wave started to ramp up. The first wave of the set was much bigger than the previous ones and more evenly spaced out. Jim was paddling for all he was worth and hooked into a beauty, a huge glassy wall running all the way to the rocks. This time he managed to exit the wave without any problem. We went for another wave, and then another, and another, until he turned to face one of the biggest sets of the day. This time his luck ran out as the nose of his SUP pearled on a critical part of the wave, and he was literally bounced off the rock bottom. Things went from bad to worse as a huge set of waves marched in with Jim caught right in the impact zone. After losing sight of him for a while, my anguish dissipated when I heard him give a “yeehaaah” as he burst up into the white water.
Meanwhile, Paquin who was further outside started yelling a warning of another huge set coming in, bigger still. We gawped as ten or twelve perfect waves advance, but we were too far away to catch any. Jim picked up six or seven more waves and we decided to leave. Pedro Gomez Angulo is a water and action sports photographer based in the North of Spain. SUP
