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Witch’s Rock, Costa Rica
The day after I graduated high school, my Step Dad and I spent a few days in Costa Rica. After a 45 minute boat ride with dolphins swimming along with the boat, we arrived at Witches Rock. The waves resembled pretty much what you see here in this picture: a few feet overhead, offshore winds and reeling rights. To this day, I still say that that morning at Witch’s Rock were the best waves I’ve ever surfed.

