After the fourth day of rain, hail and a forecast projecting more of the same, we headed towards Mundaka. I chose to be lulled by the sound of the windshield wipers and tires rolling over the wet road as we headed towards Europe’s most famous surf spot. A large winter swell was slamming into the large rocky point protruding from the rivermouth’s west end, producing large powerful waves. 

The wiser local surfers opted to watch from shore as Ryan and I feverishly paddled into the lineup.