We were staying up north when the southerly winds started ripping through the surf out front. Swell continued to build and so we headed south to Mundaka. Hoping that the sandbar had truly regained some semblance of its former glory. The photos don't lie. The bar is back in form. Unfortunately the locals have been starved for the past couple of years and are really hungry. It's been a difficult place to surf as a traveler for many years, but now it's near impossible. We were paddling out in pitch darkness listening to the sets hammering the bar and already there was a Lower's like crowd rotating through the peak. I spoke with one guy from New Zealand who had been out in the dark for over 2 hours!!! I can barely surf when I can see. I can't imagine trying to weave backside through Mundaka's pipes in the dark.
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Awhile back I lifted an old board Greg Mungall had lying around in his glass shop. It was a 1982 6'2" Twinny called "Hooks, Wings and Things." The surf had been small so I figured I'd clean the dust off and get the old beater wet to see how she went. I ended up surfing the board in one foot HB, 6'-8' Newport Point and everything in between. Thus began my love affair with Twin Fins.
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