The sun is low and is reflected in the water. The surfers sitting deeper in the line-up are only visible as silhoue...
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In the middle of the darkness on Caparica beach, my alarm goes off. The waves are calling outside and I switch from my warm bus blanket to the smell of a fresh espresso.
As I prepare for the upcoming surf session, I feel the excitement of the morning. Join me through these magical first hours of the day!