All the pros were here today. Kauli, Brawzinho, and Philip were just a few riders at Hookipa. Everyone was pulling big moves and there was a new energy and life to the break that seemed to be missing during the last few months. Before, Hookipa was a quiet spot, a bit like an empty house. Now the entire place was full of enthusiasm, Hookipa was again the hub of wave sailing. In the past, Hookipa had an intensity as it frothed in the overcast light. Now, the sun beamed through clear skies and the waves performed in the natural spotlight.
Speaking of spotlight, the photo shoots were up and running and every team rider for every company was down here hamming it up for the cameras. Naish had been shooting the last few days too. All the gear is brand new and the graphics are fresh and different. This new energy was inspiring and it only happens in the spring!
Spring meant that winter was over and a new phase was coming, summer. This winter I had done so much and gone so far, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of nostalgia. I remembered the winter starting with the Big Island stand up contest and the surprise I felt when I went so far in my first stand up event! Then, before I could stop gloating, I was on a plane to Japan. I’ll always remember that trip. I experienced the new, the people and the culture; and I experienced the old, my family’s roots of samurai and Shinto priests. Coming back from Japan, I was inspired by my ancestors and their cool stories! After Japan I enjoyed the winter. I paddled and windsurfed the biggest waves I’ve ever ridden before, I pushed my limits and learned a lot about myself and how to build my mental strength. With a strong head I went to the Sunset Beach Pro. In Oahu’s Northshore I faced a lot of demons and pushed the limits of what I thought I could do. From there I went home and found that my performance at Sunset had reached a lot of people, after a few days I was invited to Morocco! Never had I imagined that I would be invited there, why would anyone pay for me to be in their event?! Where I saw a culture of builders in Japan, I saw a culture of naturalists in Morocco. I’m so lucky to be able to see all of this at 14! The lifestyle there was basic and sleepy, it was a peaceful place where I enjoyed some great waves. Then I came home and ended up here, after a whirlwind of traveling and learning I had survived another winter!
Now all there is to do is look forward to summer! I plan to go to Santa Cruz, for the first event of the North American Wavesailing Tour, early next month. Then possibly Tahiti for the third stand up tour event. After that I can enjoy the summer for a while before going to Pistol River for NAWT stop 2 in June. Then, the next week, I’ll be in Oahu for the Battle of the Paddle. After another break I might go to the BOP California and then stay for the stand up tour event there. Then I’ll work on my jumping some more in the summer until the wind begins to fade and the days get shorter again. When I feel that raw intensity of the ocean as it froths in the overcast light, I’ll know that winter has started again.