Peru trippin

 Fun grinders

 Graff por el mundo

 Creepy boarded up fishermens abode

 Swingin surf check

During my amazing 2 months in the little slice of Peruvian Paradise they call Huanchaco - I managed to sneak a few northern trips to the tantalizing lefts of Chicama, Pacasmayo and Lobitos. One long weekend I jumped on an overnight bus up to Mancora, then weaved to Lobitos from there. The bus ride was a bit of a dud, the dude in front of me jammed his seat back crushing my knees, and I had a big juicy burger eating Señora spilling onto "my side". I reminded myself - this is why I travel and managed to knock off with dreams of perfect reeling lefts. 
 

 







After passing through the busy port town of Telara, and witnessing some serious poverty - thanks to trusty old military governments - I finally arrived at the place I've been wanting to surf for ages! Just as I was wondering where I was going to camp - I started talking to a cool Peruvian lad who'd just been surfing in the Galapagos Islands. We hit it off well so he invited me to crash in his house for free! Quique is a conservationist from Lima who kind of took over this previously abandoned, beautiful old weather board house - who had been been owned by British and American families in the oil boom, then a military family, then fishermen and now a surfer!

Quique was a legend and had decked out his house with trippy fabric and art from all over South America. We would have coffee every morning and go and surf super fun lefts at dawn before the inevitable crowds descended upon us.

Quique, myself and one of the cat hounding hairless Peruvian dogs

Baron and poverty stricken outskirts of Telara

Condors on the verandah