Picture this: It's Monday noon, and I'm just moseying back from work, fully prepared to either hit up the other side of the island for some errands or worse, dive into accounting. And then, out of the blue, I bump into my buddy Andrew. Quick wave, and bam! Thirty seconds later, I've got a voicemail asking if I'm down to join an impromptu surf session at Anse des Pères this afternoon?
Needless to say, decision-making skills were on point! Quick dash home, scarf down the remnants of a pizza, grab all my gear, and I'm hitting the road to Friar's Bay to meet up with Achille and Andrew.
By the time I roll up, they're already out there, catching waves and living it up, and let me tell you, the conditions are primo with just a hint of breeze.
