The story of how British windsurfer, Vickey Abbott, ended up scoring endless perfect waves on the trip of a lifetime, with the best Goya/Quatro riders in the world, and how YOU could do it too…
Image credits Jason Diffin and Phil Bennett.
‘Somewhere out there in the vast nothingness of space…
Somewhere far away in space and time….
We’re marooned on a small island, in an endless sea,
Confined to a tiny spit of sand’
I’m almost certain that when Pendulum penned these lyrics they were also bobbing around miles from anywhere in the deepest recesses of the pacific ocean on some very very small atolls, which are proud to call themselves the Marshall Islands.