We travelled the coast south, from one Brazilian town to another. After the inspiring events at Ilha do Mel, not only she wanted to get into the water, I also wondered about a board to ride. Our minds shifted from ‘let’s see what we can get in this town’ to ‘let’s go to the beach to see the waves’. This is a huge step, a step in a surfer life, I thought.

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Hi guys,

Here is a little testimonial of my experience at your surf camp:

“Being a seasonal surfer, I was a bit apprehensive about riding in Costa
Rica for the first time, but the guys at the surf camp assisted me in
boosting my confidence; by sharing their knowledge level and their
diligence to surfing, I was introduced to new extents if this fabulous
life style, which opened my world to it enabling me to experience deeper
realms of surfing.”

Pura Vida

Rubem Linn
Toronto - Canada

I listened to her words, to her pleads that she needs a beach, a sunny day, and waves. Waves to ride, baby. I was a lazy guy. Why just not sit under a big umbrella and enjoy the day sipping a beer? But she didn’t stop, never rested to tell the adventure of using kind of a board to have fun in the ocean.

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What I see are clouds, showers, cold wind. You guess it, that’s not Costa Rica, that’s not at Zopilote I sit around. My window shows the North, but my mind is heading south. Just returned from a longer travel, where the waves were big, the sun bright and the time timeless, we all would fell the desperate need to return to the beach.

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