“Hey Roby! You want to have some fun?! We have a gift for you…” These are exactly the words I heard from behind me as I was checking a spot after a 6 hour drive, realizing that the waves were much smaller than the forecast. We exchanged hellos and they said, “Follow us!” So I did, then jumped in their car, drove for 10 minutes and arrived at the spot. After seeing the first set, I was left speechless. My heart started to beat faster as the adrenaline started to course through my veins and euphoria kicked in. The heavy rains created a perfect sandbar in front of a rivermouth and though the water was toxic, I knew I only had a couple of hours before it would disappear like a mirage that never was. In fact the next morning it was gone.
Scoring good waves in Italy is very hard, but when it happens, take a deep breath and make the most of it, because it will not happen again anytime soon. – Roberto D’amico