#5 - The (last) poetry...

Ok, after the fear session and after the alcol party it's time to come back to the beginning poetry and to the Dakhla's romanticism... So it's time to talk about this incredible place called the white dune...
Everything started two days before to leave, when me, Lorenzo il Finocchio, Miriam Lorenza, Alex Le Parisien who loves the sun :-D , Caroline the photgrapher and Philippe Kamikaze decided to do the downwind from the camp to this famous dune:a navigation of 10 km (i think 10, may be less... or more...)through the desert passing lagoons, ocean, rocks, following the wind direction. After a small briefing with Rachid (tha BOSS), who explained us tip & tricks about our trip, we were ready to go: 3 couples formed by me and philippe, Alex end Carol, Lorenzo and Lorenza, and Tommy, Celine and Rachid who followed us by car (through the dunes with a 4x4) to control if everything worked right and to bring us back... In the water, the first minutes we studied a little bit the distance and the "path" to follow in the sea... but passed the mountain closing the camplagoon, the ocean and the desert show us their greatest faces: infinities others lagoons with glassy water, white sand... you can't recognize where the sea became desert, and when you entered in one of these lagoons tens and tens of flamingos started to fly around you... and you was in this incredible pink cloud, with your kite in the sky surrounded by flamingos and you can hear just the wind and the sound of the water under your feet... and in these fantastic dimension, in wich really the wind was your music and the desert your home, you feel the most incredibles sensations, and you thought that what's really important was to stay there in those moment... And after this show, the water becames blue and finally you can see the dune: a white giant in the ocean, surrounded by water and rocks... The dune created another big lagoon between the ocean and the desert, so we pass another hour into flat water (30 cm high) with 25kt wind and super colors. The last surprise arrived after we landed the kites: on the other side of the dune, towards the desert, the wind created an incredible sand cliff 30-40 mt high over the sea... as a giant eat the part behind of the dune. This is the most beautiful place in dakhla... no way, the most beautiful place...
I know I emphasized a lot my little story, but if you'll go there you'll surely understand what does it mean... Now it's time to show you the pics shoot by Caroline and Tommy (tnx guys!)... see ya to the last post and last photos!

The dune from the desert...


in front of The dune...


The lagoons behind the dune (look at the colours...)


Me (with orange kite), Philippe (red kite) and Caroline approaching the dune...


Navigation between the dune and the desert




Caroline!


Alex speedriding...




Philippe and me...


Me speedriding...




... me(on the right) and tommy on the top of the dune (look at the cliff behind us)


... again me and tommy

#4.1 You've got to fight... pt.II

Other picz from the delirious night... tnx Jess!!

Lorenzo's Energy drinks




Tommy, Loic and Ricard


Sofia!!


Challenge start


Vincenzo


Challenge continues...


Victor superstar


we go to dinner!!












kiteloop!!


Handlepass Victor! (or Superman??)




Again in the magic tent (Sofia and Giuliano flashed...)


Sofia and Pierre with paparazzi


Belgium Rulez!!


Victor and Ricard



Tnx again guyz! see u soon!!

S

#4 - You've got to fight...

... for yours rights, to party!! (cit. , BeastieBoys rulez!)
Everything started 2 days after the fearsession at wave spot: me, Tommy, Jess and Seb decided to have a little drink before dinner, a little relax time after a hard day of sun and kite... so we met in the belgian tent (renamed the magic tent....) with a lot of other friends: Havana, from cuba, Absolut (x4), from sweden, Cocacola and fanta lemon, from Morocco, JB, from scotland. As they saw Havana from cuba, Lorenzo and Miariam too decided to stay with us (Lorenzo said:" just to drink a small glass before dinner, here i don't want to take alcol!")... After 1 hour the tent was full of people, the table was full of other bottles (Ricard, Pernod... still at this moment I don't understand where those bottles came from...) and the people inside the tent was a little bit drunk (not properly drunk... very happy, this is the right definition)... Lorenzo forgot what does he said 1 hour before, and with the 3th (or 4th) glass of morehavana & lesscola (the color of his cocktails was the same of icetea...) started to try to kiss everyone... While Lorenzo did his perfomances, The ProTeam decided it was the moment to start the show: Giuliano took possession of the Absolute bottle (the red one) and started to issue challenges: everyone tried to beat him (The Twins, Vincenzo, Pierre, Victor...), but without chances.... Manu and Pierre decided to show us their better and whiter part, with a lot of consents from their public (Lorenzo :-D ). At the end, after vodka challenges, stripteases, Ricard tasting, Lorenzo's Kisses, it was dinnertime... the show continued in the bigtent too, with foodwar (Sofia started to launch food! :-D ), kiteloops and handlepasses on the table (Victor wons!), and, after it, continued in the magictent again... but this is another history (I hadn't the camera with me!)!
Check out all the night pics at Jess livespace, http://stichelmeyerjess.spaces.live.com (Dakhla attitude folder).

This is the Beginning... Lorenzo (the first to the left), Seb, Jess, Tommy, Miriam aka Lorenza...


Me and Seb (Seb's showing my fantastic deadhead necklace, made by Lorenza)


People's coming...(Miariam, Lorenzo, me, Seb, Tommy and Loic)


... and the bottles too (Tommy's Ricard view)


Loic and Victor with their best friend, Ricard...


Lorenzo Finocchio trying to kiss me...


Giuliano shows us who is the vodkaBoss...


...Vincenzo try to win the challenge...


...and Edouard (or Gautier?) too...






Manu's saying "now it's time to see my back profile!!" (Pierre's thinking "Yeah man, you're right!)


the best asses in the camp (as Lorenzo said!!)!!! :-D



Ok, that's all... see u on the next posts with Buggy, The White Dune and the last day s of this fantastic trip!!

S

#3 - The strong (est) wind

In Dakhla exists just two types of wind: the strong wind and the strongest wind... after 8-9 days with 25-28 knots, we knew what does it mean to check out our limits: There's a photo took by Tommy, in wich the anomemeter shows 38 knots on the beach (it means that in the middle of the lagoon they would be almost ten more)... the next photos shows only the windsurf in the water with 3.5 / 3.0 sails and sand flying everywhere (it's not fog what you see in the pic, it's fuxxing sand)...

So, with these beautiful and calm conditions :-) , the ProTeam (Manu, JuJu and Pierre) decided to go to the ocean, at wavespot, where the wind should be strongless and the conditions good for a big surf session... ok, this was the moment to risk: go big or stay at home?? I decided to go with the Pros (Alex decided it too) and, with my fantastic waroo 9 (Rachid said: "yes yes, 9 is good, 7 is too small!!) and the 4x4 full of people and kites we leave from the camp... After 15 min of a crazy drive session in the desert, we arrived at this incredible spot, renamed after the session "fearspot": huges waves of 2 mt at least, fuxxing superstrong wind and fuxxing sand that peels you from feet to the neck... At the same time I watched the waves, Manu and JuJu were ready to take off with a Vegas9 and a Rebel9.... and the show started.... jumps 10-15 mt high (it was enough to pull the bar with the kite at the zenith) by Manu, carving and wave lessons by Giuliano (power is nothing without control... style lesson!!). Also Pierre et Alex went outside.... I still decided to wait for, to see what happens in the water and to understand better the wave sets (i was so fuxxing scared!!!!! ;-) ). After 15 min Alex came back as he had a 3 hour session in the lagoon (Alex said: the strongest conditions i've ever seen)... and Pierre too decided to land after the fearsession. Ok, this was my moment: I took all my courage, I depowered totally my waroo and I went outside.... 5 minutes. 5 minutes. The duration of my session. 1 wave has been enough... In the next photos it looks like I'm a pro rider into the hell, but they were only 5 minutes. The most frightful thing has been the line up... when you approached the line you saw the waves to grow up and grow up... But i can say to have surfed in the Hell!!! :-D

The Hell from the beach... and with Manu, Pierre et Alex on the background...


That's me escaping from the waves :-D


Manu full of power!!


Pierre loves his board... and loves the wind too... (this was the only solution to win against the sand)


Pierre and Giuliano (look at tha fuxxing sand and how strong was the wind)


My trying to land and Manu ask help for me...(look at my kite!)



Ok, that's all... see you in the next post with the drink team picz!! ;-DD

p.s: I forgot to say that when we came back to the camp, I decided to have a last session in the lagoon, with 35-40 kts and my 7... after a fuxxing gust and a sick kiteloop I crashed on the water and I cracked a rib... but the people saw me from the beach said "ehi man, your kitloop was fuxxing huge!!!"... ..