Kiting classes were going well, when I’ve started them again until wind died. It died yesterday morning when I even got up at 6 a.m. to go for classes at 7. By the time when I got to the school it was gone and never risen up again.
Other problem was that the day before I’ve stepped over sea urchin which made me unable to walk. I’m limping or walking funny trying not to step over the spot on the sole of my foot where the needle got in. And it is not easy to take it out; they’d have to cut my foot to take it out. The thing is that they are very fragile and break, so you cannot pull it. That’s why it remained it my foot and aches like hell when I walk.
The only options remaining were either swimming or cycling. With the polish friend with whom I hang around here we’ve rented bicycles and cycled the whole island, which is not big but is hilly. I was cursing him when I had to go up the hill to the view point situated on the Mt. Luho, and this is one of the things which I really don’t like, but in the end we got there and view was not bad although I’m not sure if worth those 50 P which they charge. We could see almost whole island, with White Beach, Bulabong – Kitesurfers’ Beach (where this time were no kites at all) and we were able to point Puka Shell Beach where we went just before. On the other hand it was so much fun to go down from the top of the hill that I might do that again only if I had better bicycle.
Other option was swimming which we did as well. Swimming goggles to prevent salty water getting into our eyes and here we go! We swam from the White Beach to the yacht that Kazik spotted anchored nearby and what’s more one day we’ve met guys working there and one of them was the guy he knew from some years earlier for the different yacht so they agreed that one day we’ll get there.
Swimming itself was not that challenging as challenging was watching out on the other boats which were passing by. But we managed to get there safely, got water there (so much salty water that you drink when you swim in the sea, that probably for the next year I should not be eating any salt at all), chatted to the guy and swam back.
That is everything cool but I want the wind. I want to start kiting for real, with a board. So far I’m able to set up the kite, start it from water, steer it, body drag myself, do self rescue. It’s high time to do some progress but there are no conditions for that. There are only two days left now…
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| I'm learing hot to steer a kite |
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| Introduction to body draging |
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| Ready, set... |
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| ... Go |
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| 9 sqm kite |
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| Puka Shell Beach |
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| Japanese tourists that we saw on the Puka Beach. I guess it must be kinda fashionable in Japan for a couple to wear the same clothes or at least the same pattern on theit clothes. Most of the couples htere that we saw were like that. The same pullovers, girls' bikinis had the same pattern as boys's shorts and so one. Weird. And of course have a look at the shoes. Aren't high heels the best beach shoes? |
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| It looks kitsch and like from a cheap postcard, but it's genuine sun set on Boracay |
…. And they were not enough too. As first one I’ve spent throwing up and stayed in bed, as I was not able to get up at all, when I wanted to do some walking I’ve almost blacked out and the other day there was no wind at all. But at least I’ve went the Bulabong Beach and got in touch with Ken – the owner of Free Style Academy where I was having my classes and went to the party with him and some of his local lads, which was cool, as in fact it was the only party that I had here.
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| Kazik and I. Ready to swin to the yacht. |
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| On the anchor |
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| Palm in a Jungle Bar |
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| Welcome to Island called Boracay. It wasn't me who did that though. |
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| At the party with Ken |
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| Bom Bom Bar with local Filipinos |
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| On the way home. Plane form Caticlan to Manila |
