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Basque Barrels Part II: Surfing Spain

From the stormy waters of San Sebastian to the world-class waves of Mundaka we enjoy a couple of days of adventures in northern Spain's Basque Country.

Our first glimpse of the Spanish coast was frustrating.

The brick buildings of the beautiful San Sebastian blocked our view.

But there was swell in the water, and it was just a matter of finding a sheltered corner of San Sebastian’s Bahia de la Concha that would provide respite from the stormy conditions.

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“Dad, there are waves breaking in the river,” Israel said excitedly as we drove past the Rio Urumea on our way to the beach."It looks just like the entrance to Mission Beach when it gets big."

I was with my two sons, Israel and Daniel, and my French cousins, Vincent and Margaux.

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With base camp at a campground just south of Biarritz, we decided to cross the nearby Spanish border and spend the afternoon surfing and sampling the cuisine of San Sebastian, population 430,000, considered one of Europe’s premier culinary capitals and a city expected to be declared a 2016 cultural capital of Europe.

“You almost can’t find bad food in San Sebastian,” said Esteban of the Pro Surf Shop in the French surfing village of Guethary.

As I headed south along the seaside route along the Playa de la Concha in a blue Renault mini-van, we could see waves breaking at a little headland that divides Concha from Playa de Ondarretta.

As we passed the point, we could see 2-4’ lefts were breaking. Just a few people were out.

“Let’s get out there,” Israel said.

For the next hour or so, the boys, Vincent and Margaux enjoyed the semi-closed out beachbreak waves in the company of local groms. I took photos from the malecon above, where a parade of well-dressed tourists and local residents, or donostiarras, as they call themselves in Basque, strolled by.

The Basque name for San Sebastian is Donostia.

On the other side of the point, was a shorebreak, where local bodyboarders rode waves that bounced off the rock and high tide and mutated into an ugly giant ogre of a barrel. The boys and Vincent rode a few waves with a couple of visiting Australian bodyboarders, and got pummeled.

Later that evening we ate a bevy of delicious mostly seafood tapas at a bar in the Parte Vieja. Scores of bars and restaurants play host to the tourists who flock to the tiny cobblestone streets of San Sebastian’s old quarter each summer.

The next day , we headed to the fabled seaside village of Mundaka, located east of San Sebastian.

Recently ranked the 11th best wave in the world by Surfer Magazine, Mundaka is a perfect left point that used to be a stop on the ASP World Tour. Former World Surfing Champion Tom Curren told Surfer that he actually considers Mundaka to be the best wave in the world, “Because it’s the best I’ve seen yet.”

I surfed Mundaka back in October 1983 at the age of 19 when I was a UCSD undergraduate spending a semester at the Complutense University of Madrid. I took the overnight train from Madrid to Bilbao and caught the bus from there to Mundaka.

As the bus rounded a curve along the route that follows the Ria Guernica, I caught a full view: perfect 6-8’ offshore waves were peeling down the point.

A few minutes later I literally almost jumped off the bus, left my gear with an Aussie camped out in the town plaza and paddled out for a session of beautiful warm-water point waves.

I didn’t expect it to be as good this time. But with a swell running, I figured we would catch something. As we passed the same point where I had first caught a glimpse of Mudaka surf 28 years earlier, the boys spotted the lineup and the surf.

“It is going off,” Israel said.

While it was far from perfect, with 3-5’ semi-glassy surf, the boys spent about three hours surfing sand-bottom hollow lefts with a small crowd of locals. I surfed for a while and then retreated to a local café with a great view of the lineup to drink strong Spanish coffee.  

The boys later joined me for lunch. As they devoured their giant bocadillos and surveyed the beautiful harbor and peeling waves, Daniel said, “It was crowded, fast and perfect. I can’t wait to come back.”

I can’t either.

Next Week: Surfing and Paddling the Pirate Coast of England.

Serge Dedina is the Executive Director of WiLDCOAST and the author of Wild Sea: Eco-Wars and Surf Stories from the Coast of the Californias.

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