(Teahupoo, Tahiti, Society Islands, French Polynesia)
What can I say, Teahupoo was still going off today and we’re still mesmerized by the show. The wave is breathtaking to watch due to its immense and terrifying beauty, but also because of the riders out there daring to take a chance. Set after set, and try after try, this is one spectacle that never seems to get old.
Something getting old though is Gregory whining about his cold. For a guy that lives in the tropics he sure does get a lot of random sicknesses, and like the majority of the male persuasion he’s a huge baby over something as trifling as a runny nose. Tonight, during a particular low moment when death by sneezing seemed to be the only future he could imagine, he said to me, “When I die, just throw me in Teahupoo.” I promised the wimp I would.