Kitesession @ Dakhla

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Surfsession@Dakhla

Guys what do you think? Guess they brought us to the wrong place. Worst break ever ;-) Click here or on the image to see the pictures!

Dakhla Attitude Camp Life

After spending 11 days in a Bedouin surf camp in West Sahara, you know that the desert isn't just desert. Sometimes I felt like the warrior of the light, just as described in Paulo Coelhe's book. You observe so much, while you are there. One day we were surrounded by huge dragonflies, the other day there were no insects at all. Sometimes at night and at low tide, you could see thousands of crabs, the other day they were gone. The only thing that was nearly constant was the wind. Only a few days, the wind came from the wrong side (east). I believe the statistics that describe 340 winddays a year. The camp itself, is very primitive. You have 4 showers with sulfur spring water. A small kitchen, you can't order any alcohol or buy anything else then tea and soft drinks. Meals are served three times a day in a weekly cycle. Which is probably one of the reasons I never would be able to stay there more then 2 weeks. The club owner, Rachid, a former world cup tour windsurfer, must be one of the worst surfclubmanagers I have ever met. He's ignorance is encyclopedic, his managementstyle non existent. You pay 5 Euros a day for security, but sometimes it could take more then an hour before rescue comes. Mostly you help each other out. Therefore I never would advice this spot for novice kiters. The only person you could really use, is Fabien. He's half French half Moroccan, a good kiter and IKO-teacher which takes responsibility.

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The pre-Dakhla-Phase

Preparing for the desert

After a 3 hour flight to Casablanca, we arrived in a cold and typical Arabian airport. Luckily our surf travel agent, organized everything for us, so we didn't have to worry. Or did we? Yes, 1 Hour later we had to organize a cab ourselves, as our local agent obviously forgot about us. Arrived at the hotel, we were offered the next surprise. They had no rooms left. We had to move to the "Business Hotel". What a joke, but so typical for those countries. Inschala ;-) Casablanca or called Dar el Beida wasn't a big deal. We visited old medina and then went eating oysters at "Play it once, Sam, for old times' sake" Rick's Cafe. Rick's Cafe, the mythical saloon from the 1942 film "Casablanca". Nice place to chill, must be great in the evening. Click here or on the image to see the pictures!