Sentado, mirando el mar, veía a los otros. A lo lejos una mano se agitaba. Irne señalaba hacia la posición de Dani que se encontraba a 30 metros de él. Una buena ola llegaba. Juntaron sus posiciones, separados por unos metros. Dani se subió primero, el otro le siguió. Sobre la cresta resbalaba la tabla. Continuando el viaje en la cima, corrió una buena distancia. Irne surfeaba paralelo a la ola, desde la base. Antes de su cierre, salió del tubo, para terminar tumbado sobre la tabla hasta llegar a la orilla. Dani subió y bajó por la pared de agua varias veces. Los brazos extendidos y los pies incrustados a la cera de la tabla, transmitían una sensación de armonía y libertad. Irne llegó hasta mí, para terminar el día viendo como Dani finalizaba emocionado su viaje.

Coast Highway. V

Seated, looking to the sea, I saw others. In the distance a hand was moving. Irne was indicating towards Dani’s position that was to 30 meters from him. A good wave was coming. They joined their positions, separated by a few meters. Dani raised himself first, the other one continued. On the comb it was slipping the board. Continuing the trip in the top, he traversed a good distance. Irne was surfing parallel to the wave, in the base. Before its closing, he went out of the pipe, to end knocked down on the shape up to coming to the shore. Dani raised and lowered in the water wall several times. The widespread arms and the feet incrusted to the wax of the table, were transmitting a sensation of harmony and freedom. Irne came up to me, to end the day seeing as Dani was finishing thrilled his trip.