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looking out from within
Some morning surf checks are pretty evident that the day is not meant to be spent surfing. There was size, not large, but enough to unload some loud one's on the reef. There's something about the sky here, more about the moisture content in the local atmosphere that seems to be a tell-tale of how the day may be. G-Land was 3 to 4 foot again but the westerly wind-flow never came. Walled-up lumps with many bumps make the G-Land Surf a true challenge in projecting long-distances with control and fluidity.
Finally made it to the caves beside Pancur. Blacky, myself, and 10 other guests loaded into the little white pick-up and made the beautiful 9 km. transect through the jungle. Everyone else but Rob were venturing for the first time. It was almost just as interesting to watch their reactions as the scenery. This little trek can be anything depending on everyone's immediate intentions. One day, I would love to think only about how these caves were true sanctuaries for the ancentral, primitive people of Java. Alas Purwo's mystic history can probably remind me of something I've never been aware of....if that makes sense.
We returned to Pantai Plengkung from Goa Istana, hoping to maybe get a glass-off session. All day onshore wind creates an amazing amount of residual surface bump. It just wasn't a day to go surfing. But we all enjoyed being here at 8°44'S 114°20'E. Whether I could be just as comfortable in one of the caves or here at Bobby's G-Land Surf Camp is a tough one.
