Dino's Diary - Part One

Words: Dino Adrian
Photos: Jamie Scott

West Aussie lad Dino Adrian has decided to bail the early West Oz winter and head for the surfer's paradise that is the Mentawais. While holed up in heaven he figured he may as well keep us up to date on his doings, and will be filling the odd blog or two over the next coupla weeks. Turns out Dino's also staying in about the only place you can park your boat and buy a beer, so as well as plenty of refreshments, he'll be meeting plenty of crusty old salts while he's at it. It's a tough life, but somebody's gotta do it. Here's Dino's Diary - Part One.

This is home for the next two weeks. Shithouse hey? On a tropical island in the middle of nowhere with a coupla china plates. And you couldn't get better hosts, some of the best people I've met and there are waves all around us.



This is our bedroom. It's a bar, the Monkey Bar. Every night crew from the boats come in to sink a few ales, so there's not going to be much sleeping going down. The two lads behind the bar are absolute mad horses. The Bintangs going down out here are like angels pissing on your tongue. Oh yeah, take note of the rig too. If we get some swell, which is apparently arriving the next few days, I'll be able to tick all boxes for the perfect Indo mission.



Woke up to an early suss wind and a bit of swell. We jumped in the boat to have a sniff up the coast, but there was no joy. On the way home the sun came out and the wind swung a little so we bolted back to this slabby left. We rocked up, there was a couple draining and my froth beard grew real quick.



The wind was a little suss, but if you got the second or third wave it was pretty clean. This was my second wave and probably the cleanest one I got. The boys came in to join me, but not long into the sesh the wind got crook and it was all over pretty quick. Tomorrow's looking like it could be mental out there so we're gonna hit it early.

Speak to you soon, Dino.