The rain has just started to fall – very lightly – just enough to prompt the trees to re-grow leaves and tender blades of grass to push up from the dry ground. The wind has been offshore, the waves have been super clean, and we’ve got a collection of new surfboards to try!
Our first two retreats of the rainy season are totally full, but we still have a few spots open for the week of June 29th – July 6th and July 7th – 14th. For a look at a retreat from last year around this time, check out the video above!
If you’ve been to one of our Northern Nicaragua retreats then you know, galloping on the beach is one of the best feelings in the world. People are often nervous about it. We get plenty of ladies who haven’t been on a horse since they were a kid, or even never. They’re nervous about being able to control such a big powerful animal. But the horses we use are super well trained. They know the beach, they know the drill, and they love to gallop. All you have to do is believe in yourself and hold on for the ride of your life. Here’s what it looks like. If you want to feel it for yourself, you’ve just gotta come down!
We like to boogie. We know how to get down. We are usually in bed by 9pm so we can get up early and shred, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t time for a little Salsa!
It’s rough, tough, and kinda scary, but also one of the most empowering accomplishments to climb up one of central america’s most active volcanos, look over the edge, sit down on a wooden board, and slide down. Super fun!
If you want to be cool, you’ve gotta say it right. Ready?
Ron.
Try again.
RRRon.
Really get into it this time.
RRRRRRRRon!
That’s better.We took a tour of the Flor de Cana Rum Factory in Chichigalpa and learned how to taste 18 year old rum like a pro, and correctly pronounce it the Nicaraguan way – “ron!” Then headed back to the beach for a super fun session with some returning Amigas. Shredding!
Shannon came on her first retreat with Surf With Amigas Surf Yoga Adventure Retreat in Feb of 2012 and learned to surf. She came back a year later, in Feb of 2013 and took her skills to the next level – catching her first green wave! She loved it and has vowed to try to come back again in 6 months! Here’s her testimonial.
We toast cacao beans, grind them up, then make our own delicious chocolate balls. We help baby turtles hatch and make their way to the ocean. We ride horses at high speeds. We surf and surf and surf. This is what it’s like to be an Amiga at Surf With Amigas Surf Yoga Retreats in North Nicaragua.
“Grom” = A young surfer, usually under 15 years old, with ample excited energy who always wants to go surfing.
A few retreats ago we had a Grom by the name of Julia spend a week in Nicaragua. You can check out the video footage of her here.
It’s always fun to get messages of thanks after retreats, especially messages that show such continued excitement and desires to continue improving. Here’s one from Julia.
Julia fell in love with my 5’4 Rusty Dwart Quad
Dear Holly,
I really appreciate all the help you gave me when I was in Nicaragua. I had such a good time and my surfing progressed so much. After every video coaching session, I wrote down notes so I could keep working at home. Also, thank you for letting me ride your amazing Dwart. Dad contacted the guys at Rusty and we are looking into getting one, possibly with the exact same dimensions as yours! Not only did I have a fabulous time surfing with you guys, I also had such a great time bonding with everyone at the camp, especially Jackie, Nikki, and Jamrock. I had such a great time that I cried when we left El Coco Loco and when the plane took off from Managua. Y’all’s taking the time to hang with me was really special. Attached are several pictures that Dad took that we thought you’d like.
Grom
Julia watching and listening to the video coaching feedback.
They may look like humans but their mermaid fins are revealed the moment they hit the saltwater. They nurture their muscles while mixing cement to build a high school for Nicaraguan children, then dive into the ocean at sunset after a few sips of cold beer. The life of an Amiga.
