The mood is casual but, in almost every way, it’s a long way from the beach. On a hot spring day it’s not too crowded.

what started as a perfect ride quickly became intense. surfing a shallow left-hand reef, every second mattered as the waves ...

I wake on day two to a joyful realisation: I don’t have to pack up my tent. I just roll up my sleeping bag, deflate the air mattress, and wander to the picnic table for coconut yoghurt, fresh berries ...