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Felizmente, o "local de meio período" Yann Rifflet estava guiando nossa equipe através de Ibiraquera, compartilhando seu conhecimento local e levando-os aos melhores pontos. Desde o primeiro dia, as condições foram perfeitas - os ventos do sul transformaram a costa em um playground de perfeitas ondas de direita, estabelecendo o tom para uma viagem épica.

As horas da manhã trouxeram praias vazias com ondas perfeitas, a areia ainda fresca sob os pés. Com o vento voltando para seu clássico nordeste, as esquerdas começaram a funcionar, e aproveitamos ao máximo cada segundo - gravando vídeos, tendo sessões dos sonhos e ultrapassando limites.

What went through your mind when you arrived at the lake and saw the conditions?

The moment I came around the last bend and saw the lake, I knew it was going to be intense. The water was alive—spray flying, wind tunnels racing across the surface, even small branches in the air. When I got to the parking lot in Isleten, windsurfers were already out, and the wind was clocking in at 40 knots with gusts up to 65. Anything not tied down was airborne. Pure adrenaline!

What was it like once you were actually out there?

It was a battle—like dancing with chaos. Gusts would slam in out of nowhere and then disappear, so you had to stay laser-focused the whole time. At one point, a gust ripped the wing out of my hands, but thanks to the double leash, I held onto it. The hardest part, surprisingly, was breathing—the gusts were so strong they literally blew the air away. Add to that the icy spray from 5-degree water, and it felt like your lungs couldn’t catch up.

How did you recover after such a physically intense session?

I did about 20 minutes on the water at a time, then came in for short breaks. Without that, it would’ve been impossible to last. After three hours total, I was completely wiped out—like I’d been through a spin cycle. Probably picked up a few bruises too. But honestly, this is what I live for—experiencing nature in its rawest form. I think the full impact of it only hit me the next day.

Felizmente, o "local de meio período" Yann Rifflet estava guiando nossa equipe através de Ibiraquera, compartilhando seu conhecimento local e levando-os aos melhores pontos. Desde o primeiro dia, as condições foram perfeitas - os ventos do sul transformaram a costa em um playground de perfeitas ondas de direita, estabelecendo o tom para uma viagem épica.

As horas da manhã trouxeram praias vazias com ondas perfeitas, a areia ainda fresca sob os pés. Com o vento voltando para seu clássico nordeste, as esquerdas começaram a funcionar, e aproveitamos ao máximo cada segundo - gravando vídeos, tendo sessões dos sonhos e ultrapassando limites.