Sunrise wake surfing

It’s been quite a while honestly, since I’ve been up and out at sunrise. Back in Sydney, that was how I begun most mornings – out on the water by the break of dawn, watching the stillness of the grey night give way to light and activity.

This past Saturday, we found ourselves zooming out of the Ponggol Marina in a powerboat as the sun slowly rose in an orange-pink orb in the horizon, behind the cranes that lined the coast of Pasir Gudang in Malaysia. I remembered again that feeling of quiet joy washing away the vestiges of sleep as we reveled in the cool morning air and watched the the calm glassy waters reflect the lightening sky. Never mind tiredness; there’d be time for naps later.

Gorgeous sunrise to start our morning with

Another fun couple hours wake surfing. We’re getting the hang of it now, slowly but surely, progressing to practicing carves in the surf spun out by the boat.

Wakesurfing Monday

Luckily the thunderstorms hit in the early am today, stopping just in time for our tennis lessons. And the skies cleared after too, so that it was bright and hot when we got out on the water for our wakesurfing lessons.

We’ve been trying to go monthly now, since we started last October. Seeing improvements, slowly but surely, and I’m learning how to carve now too.

Fun times! Or at least, we have to remember that it’s just for fun, when we get frustrated with the one too many wipeouts. 😂

Introduction to Wake Surfing

I’d been seeing pictures / videos of friends seemingly surfing in Singapore right before the Covid shutdown recreational activities. When things reopened up again, I asked one of these friends what / where / how they were doing it. Turns out, there’s a new (to me) sport of wake surfing. Like wake boarding, one is towed from a power boat starting from a stationary position in the water. Unlike wake boarding though, the board used for wake surfing is narrower and doesn’t come with foot straps. And once you’ve been towed to a standing position, you’re supposed to manoeuvre to the lip of the wave so you can let go of the tow rope and surf the wave.

It looked super cool, and my friend assured me that it was in fact, easier to pick up than wake boarding. Haha. so I eagerly got online to try book in a slot. But it’s evidently very popular! The next slot we could get in was all booked out and we had to wait over a month to get in the next available booking with SurfnWake.

The morning, when it arrived, looked ominous with dark grey clouds looming low over the horizon. As we drove towards Ponggol Marina, where our lessons were to take place, we drove into ever increasing splatters of fat heavy raindrops on the windscreen. By the time we pulled off the highway, the rain was coming down fast and furious, obscuring the road ahead into a blurry streaky mess.

Thankfully, it seemed a fast moving cell, and the storm had abated by the time we rocked up to our instructor Yen and eagerly clambered onto his little power boat.

Among the four of us, Jeff had the most recent experience – he’d recently gone wake boarding at the cable park with his coworkers – so we had him go first. He made it look super easy, getting to standing right in his very first attempt. He was able to quickly progress to letting go of the tow rope with one hand, and to navigate the board back into the sweet spot of the surf.

After a few false starts though, the rest of us managed to get to standing as well. A big win, considering that we had squeezed the four of us into a 2-hour session; usually, Yen recommends a maximum of 3 people for that time frame. Our greatest challenge was to not tug on the tow rope, but to just let it pull us along while we tried to shuffle our feet into the right positions on the board using just our core.

Great fun though! Jeff and I immediately booked in another session right after (alas, another month out!); we’re determined to get to surfing the waves sans rope!

So glad the weather cooperated. It turned out a glorious Sunday. I stayed in my swimmers the rest of the day, wearing it for 2 hours in the tennis court, in between long soaks in the pool. 🙂