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Teiki Mathieu Baillan surfing a self-made Alaya surfboard in Macaroni, Mentawaï, Indonesia. Photo by C. Naslain, 2009.
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Florencia Bay
Canada, West Coast
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Datum: WGS84 [ Help ] |
Latitude: 48° 59.631' N |
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Get a map at a tourist info center DistanceIn the city WalkGood walk (15-30 mn) Easy to find?OK Public access?Public access Special accessDon't know |
Surf Spot Characteristics
Surf Spot Quality
Wave qualityNormal
ExperienceAll surfers
FrequencyVery consistent (150 day/year)
Wave
TypeBeach-break
DirectionRight and left
BottomSandy with rock
PowerHollow, Ordinary, Fun
Normal lengthDon't know
Good day lengthDon't know
Tide, Swell and Wind
Good swell directionNorthWest, West
Good wind directionEast
Swell sizeStarts working at Don't know and holds up to Don't know
Best tide positionDon't know
Best tide movementDon't know
More details
Week crowdEmpty
Week-end crowdFew surfers
Dangers
- Rips / undertow
- Rocks
Additional Information
When you first come down the stairs and onto the beach right infront is a right, there are a few underwater boulders to watch out for.
If you walk down the beach past the river that runs into the ocean you will come to sandy point.
The waves there can get hollow and there are less people there
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Author: RIPCURL Contributors (1)
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By Anonymous , 02-01-2010
Florenci,, My Goddess - Out over the darkness it wavers and hovers,
Out into the glooms it swings and batters,
Out into the wind and the rain and the vast,
Out into the pit of a great black world,
Where fogs are at battle, sky-driven, sea-blown,
Glories of chance and hazards of death
On its eager and palpitant waves.
Out into the deep of the great dark world,
Beyond the long borders where foam and drift
Of the thundering waves are lost and gone
On the tides that plunger and rear and crumble.