Here is one of our first views after walking down one level of switchbacks

Here is the lowest level, the scary steps down onto the beach

Here is me after deciding I could not go down those steps. The very old local lady beside me offered to help me, but I declined.

The beach Aly saw upon reaching the bottom of the steps.

Offerings on the beach

We went back up the cliff about half way to get a good viewing spot for lunch. This is the view we decided on.

We watched surfers for a really long time, like a few hours. I could have stayed there for the rest of our trip.

Here’s a blown up version of the above pic so you can see what the dude is doing. This is real, big wave surfing. Even though they looked tiny from our viewpoint, we could still see what was going on, and knew this guy was catching a good wave.

But to see it for realz, you need to have a camera like this dude. There were a few camera viewing spots on the cliff, and there were shops selling the photos. They knew the surfers and when they saw them that would tell them, “I got a great shot of you out there today…come and see.”

The surfers really had to WANT to surf. There was a long uncomfortable walk on a rocky corally bed to get out there. No matter how tough they looked out in the surf, everyone looked fragile on the painful walk out and in.

Thanks to our driver, I got to mark something off of my bucket list. I have seen big wave surfing in a gorgeous and fun location. I now have a new item on my bucket list tho…”Go Back to Blue Point.”