We really didn’t want to leave Thailand so we decided to ease ourselves gently back to the UK and head to Bali for a few weeks. The island is very well known for a certain type of water sport: surfing! It’s evident from the moment you arrive at the airport, everybody seems to be struggling with oversized, odd shaped luggage.
Surfing is not something I’ve always been that keen on doing, my biggest fear being just how terrible I would be at it the first few attempts, did I really want to put myself through that kind of humiliation? Well clearly yes, either that or the little voice in my head went off as usual “when’s the next time you’ll be in so and so? Better make the most of it!”
In short, you can’t go to Bali without trying your hand at surfing. Everyone is doing it and despite what ‘they’ tell you, following the crowd is cool!
Of course with Bali being a popular surf spot you won’t struggle to find somewhere offering to take you from zero to hero. We contacted Quicksilver Surf School Bali and they invited us to come and try out one of their beginner lessons. Their surf school is located on Legian Beach and is run by world champion and master coach Cheyne Horan (As I said before I know nothing about surfing but a quick google reveals he’s quite a legend).
We arrived on the morning of our lesson to some pretty intimidating surf, the conditions looked pretty rough and we were warned that although the surf school usually guarantees you’ll be standing on your first lesson the conditions might make that impossible today. They kindly offered to move the lesson to whenever suited us in hope of better conditions but we decided to just go ahead and try and make the most of it.
We began on the beach with some basic stretches and an introduction to surfing from our local instructors. They taught us the basics of simply getting on and controlling the board in the water. After each new skill we spent 10-15 mins in the water mastering it before moving onto the next step.
In no time at all we were ready to go for the biggy, it was stand up. The conditions made if tough but I’ve always loved anything to do with water and even falling off the board time and time again and being thrown around by the surf was great fun.
Our group was only made up of Kirsty, myself and a family of four. We had a few instructors with us offering us advice every tine we paddled back out. They were great at setting you off and in Kirsty’s case helping to stabilise the board all the way back to the shore. They were really great and kept us at ease throughout the lesson. It must be a tough job seeing people get it so terrible wrong time after time but somehow they remained patient and kept smiling and laughing the whole way through.
Eventually the hard work paid off and I got stood up comfortably and rode a small wave in to the shore. Weather conditions too bad? Not for me.
That cocky thinking obviously did some damage because the last session in the water after a short break I somehow went backwards and got worse at the whole thing.
Regardless of my poor final efforts I left the water with a big smile on my face, the success was one thing but who’d have thought even being terrible at surfing would be so much fun, I loved it.
Despite the pain of the next few days, apparently we had been using muscles that I didn’t know existed, we were eager to go back and give surfing another go. Although Kuta wasn’t my favourite place in the world, the fun we had with Quiksilver Surf School was enough to convince us to head back again a few days before catching our flight out of Bali.
I whole heartedly recommend you to try surfing! Whether you stand up or not you’re guaranteed to have a good time!