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Not that I was thinking about going out there – these waves were just way above my skill level – but for the sheer spectacle a watching them. Pipe comparisons are inflationary nowadays, but that mythical wave sprang into my mind while watching this thing break.
Or El Quemao, as role model for the left. Water colours and the rocky and shallow seabed seemed quite similar. The wave in front of me lacked the complete hollowness of these two tube role models though. But the mix of hollow sections and open shoulders unfolding in speedy succession summed up to rides that very much tempted a claim.
Sure, the break to the north was fun. But the shallow reef sticking out to the sea in front of the island was on another level. Was this as good as it gets at the Mediterranean Sea? I wasn´t sure. I had been positively surprised by that pond too often now, with the surf quality bar raising again and again to never expected heights during my sporadic trips to this island over the years. This morning definitely was the best I´ve seen at the Med. But I couldn´t be sure that this swell was not to be topped.
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