Found this when I was looking for our to pack list
A boat trip I did in '02. Have more written on the back pages of novels, so will type in a word doc. one day
Day1
After arriving in Bali we spend that night at Sanur hotel, forget name.
Next morning.
We leave the new Sanur marina after doing several runs in the zodiac to the main boat the Partama. Aboard we meet the crew and the other 3 guys that have come on with us 7, everyone has the buzz about them, this is it, the boat trip.
We set off on a cruising course to Lembongan Island which takes a little over an hour. The boat crew find an anchorage amongst the peaceful bay of Lembongan near Playgrounds reef break opposite the floating waterslide. All the guys are fascinated at the way the reefs are set up, that is there's huge pontoons built next to Playgrounds and Lacerations. A bit like an amusement park built next to a wave, it seems obscure, but it's quite the norm for Indonesia.
We all went for a paddle out at Razors, but the wave was too quick and small so back to the boat for some dry clothes, and into land to check out the island. We pulled the zodiac up to a small bar near the MainSki Inn. And there we washed down some Bintang while watching the Rugby Union test live, South Africa v New Zealand, what timing.
Loooking over at Shipwrecks later on we could see that the tide was coming back in and the wave looks like it's turning on. We buzzed the zodiac skipper on the mobile phone to come in and pick us up. He arrived in just enough time to swig down the last mouthful of Bintang. Back to the main boat to gear up and out there to a very crowded Shipwrecks.
Mick and Grant get grazed across the reef, but they only have minor wounds and a story to tell. The waves ranged from 3-5 feet and gave me a quick reminder of the power delt out by Indo waves.
For dinner that night was fried chicken and an early night for an early wake up. The plan is to hit Shipwrecks early then head over to Lombok.
Day2
A very early wake up surf was not to last long at Shipwrecks. The locals had a comp on today and were out in small boats shewing all non-Indo surfers out of the water.
Back to the boat for brekky and anchor up, we're on the move, bye bye Lembongan.
And hello Lombok after a somewhat bumpy ride with the swell getting chopped up by the strong wind coming across the bow. Although it was bumpy we could see a very defined and even 5 foot swell running under the boat and marching straight up North into the Bali Sea. As Lombok grew bigger it became apparent to us that this same swell was wrapping into Desert Point and hitting it like a firing steam train.
No lunch for us, we all get dropped into the line-up, which is also crowded, but manage to get some waves. Pulled into a nice barrel from takeoff , straight under the curtain. Gravity did the rest, shooting me straight down and through to the end of a crisp clean, green tube. A couple more quick tubes through the inside middle section and a good hammering at the end. 6 foot on the sets was the general opinion of all surfing.
Lunch then back out later to what looked like a backed off swell, but that was only because it was breaking further away due to the lower tide. It was still grinding.
So we surfed till 4 that afternoon then pulled up anchor and motor around the point to the cove at Bangko Bangko fishing village to stay for the night. Gado Gado and fish for dinner. A few beers then bunked down for the night. Very peaceful once the generators cut out. Only the sound of the boat gently rocking and fishermen gliding past in their own tiny outriggers on their way out to sea, yapping in their primitive Sasak dialect as they slip into the night.
Day 3
Delicious banana pancakes for breakfast. We had already motored back around to Desert Point, must have been sound asleep as I didn't notice any movement.
A couple of the guys and myself were dropped out to the peak, inside the few that were already out there. The waves had decreased in size but looked fun. I paddled into a small and very quick one, didn't make it around the first section. When I came up for air I saw that I only had half a board attached to the legrope, and yelled one of the loudest F*#@'s, the board was only 1 week old. One of the grommets back at Lembongan will be happy to have it.
Fed up with surfing for the day, 3 of us decided to go on a mission into Bangko Bangkos' tiny fishing village round the point North of Desert Point. Brad, Grant & I took off in the zodiac with 2 of the Balinese crew.
Slowly we idled up a little rivermouth past a shore full of very interested onlookers, then into a channel walled thickly on each side with mangroves. Very tranquil, all but the chugging of the outboard and much twittering from birds we could not see. Up the river and then back again to the village, we hopped ashore and strolled through the very dry and very primitive dwellings. Primitive except for the 20-30 feet tall T.V. antennas that shot through the roof of many huts.
Later on in the afternoon, back aboard the Partama, we headed off to Gili Air. Got to Gili Air at 3'ish and went ashore for a look around. In the centre of the island we stumbled across a hive of activity, there was an amazing soccer game going on. There were several coconut trees scattered throughout the field and every 5 to 10 minutes the game would stop while both teams danced to a song, strange game, great players. Later on that night we bumped into the goalkeeper from one of the sides. He showed us a couple of his black magic tricks, wiping hot coal on his tounge and levitating himself off the ground. You can feel a strong spiritual presence here, the locals are really in tune with their spirit world.
Back to the boat in the dark to feed up on chicken again then up anchor to start off toward Sumbawa. Great night for traveling, the moon almost full and no wind at all. Nice cold Bintangs on the bow with a couple of Gudang Garams too.
Day 4
Arrived at Scar Reef a little after sunrise with barely an hours sleep. What started a nice night turned into a very windy and choppy crossing, with no break to get comfortable. Should've drunk a lot more Bintang.
Paddled out anyway to some small but fun waves, and only us out there.
We didn't do much that day except go snorkeling and have a few Bintangs.
Another windy night tonight. I slept downstairs, usually I sleep up on the deck in the open air where it's not as stuffy and a lot cooler.
Day 5
We motored around South to a place called Yo Yo's where it was too big and another called Supersuck where it was too small.
Returning back to Scar Reef found that it was very glassy and about 4 to 5 foot with the tide peaking on high. Out we went for a couple of hours of fun in the sun.
After lunch Col and I went back out in crosswind blown 6 foot and it turned out to be pretty good on the inside. Came in to relax for a while then back out for ½ an hour just before dark. I got 2 good barrels on the one wave, stoked.
Back to the boat for dinner then relax with a few Bintangs. The days now seem to be developing a casual routine of surf eat relax drink with the odd bit of boat hilarity thrown in. This afternoon we realized that Lloyd liked to jump off the boat for a swim in the same spot. This spot was right where the outlet for the toilet came out of the hull. So from here on end whenever Lloyd would go for a swim, the person who needed to have a crap most would go into the loo and get it flushed as quick as possible. While the rest of us would roll around on the deck splitting our sides with laughter.
The crew drove the Partama up to a small cove for the night and we all crashed. The lack of sleep on the big crossing had caught up to us.
Day 6
Motored back around to Scars' for a sunrise surf, 3 foot and fat but a lot of fun.
Back on board the crew fired up the twin 225hp motors ready for the 12 hour journey back to Desert Point off South/West Lombok. The crew served us up a tasty scrambled eggs on toast as we cruised North up the very calm and glasslike Alas straight between Sumbawa and Lombok. We need to go over the top of Lombok, if we went under it, which is the quick way it would be too rough in the open seas.
Life can't get much better as we sit up on the bow sipping a hot coffee following brekky, flying fish break the crystal water surface as we glide through.
As we rounded the top of Lombok we cut under an island Gili something, I can't find the map to get the name. As soon as we made open water the wind hit us head on but not too strong. Out with the fishing gear and the crew rigged up a couple of big lures. The lures were only dragging behind us for 10 minutes and B'ZZZZZ off one went. After around an hour of winding and swapping over for rests we pulled aboard a 9 kilo Spanish Mackeral. Within 10 minutes we're nibbling on sashimi dipped in chilli for lunch. ½ hour later we pulled in a 5 kilo S.M. on the other lure.
Got to Gili Air just on dark and for dinner we had huge fish steaks fried in a spicy sauce. Beautiful, enak sekali.
Col and I went onto the island to get the crew some cigarettes as they'd run out not long ago. Walking on land was strange, both of us swaying from side to side in our heads while standing still. Col bought a bottle of whiskey from the warung nearby so we sat there for a few with a couple of blokes from another boat, the Sing Ken Ken. Then ambled back to our boat to sleep.
Day 7
The motors fired up at 3am. What a nice sound to sleep to as we head South down to Desert Point arriving at 5.15am and awoke to the sound of the anchor going over the bow. Over at Deserts the swell was a mere 1 foot, barely even breaking. Had a relaxing coffee then got wet anyway, it was already a hot day. Bacon and eggs on toast with a rockmelon and pineapple salad, yet another fine brekky.
Chilled to music as we motored back towards Lembongan.