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The Rock-itt : January 2010
Philippines for the first time is to go to Siargao. There is an abundance of waves on that island and accommodation to suit everyone. It's most famous from the wave called Cloud 9, which everyone knows about. It's a very hollow right-hander that's very powerful and seems to smash you every time you get your confidence up. There are 7,107 islands in the Philippines and this is the only one I am going to name. I could talk forever on all the different places we went to but I will briefly touch on a few of them. The wave that sticks out in my mind the most is found in a small town accessible only by public bus from Manila. It's a very long and bumpy ride but once you get there it's all worth it. I remember waking up the first morning and looking out my window and seeing the swell we were chasing had arrived. 15 minutes on a tricycle later and we arrived at one of the most mechanical waves I have ever seen. It's one of those waves that breaks on exactly the same part of reef every single time. The first wave of the set is fat and takes the water off the reef then the second one doubles up and throws over you so perfectly you can just back door the peak and stand tall in the barrel. It is perfection, the type of wave you use to draw in your books at school. After a week of waves with nobody else in sight we were off on another mission. Arriving back in Manila we checked the charts and another typhoon was on the way. We decided to go to an island we have never been before but heard a lot about. It's very exposed to the Pacific Ocean and sat right in the path of the typhoon on the way. A short plane flight later and we found ourselves at a small village on a beautiful beach with nobody around. The waves had already arrived and it was absolutely pumping. Once again, we found ourselves laughing to one another, it was too good to be true. That is until something happened one afternoon that goes down as the worst experience of my life. A local guy we had spoken to as we were coming in from the water was heading out for a swim. He suffered a heart attack and we heard all these screams from his family who