I
have been promising myself a trip to a decent
windsurfing venue for many years now.
After two successive Decembers
in the Cape and Langebaan without wind, frustration
reached critical levels and the planning for
the trip to Dahab was set in motion. Invitations
were extended to the Bronks gust busters crew
but only Glyn and Johan took up the offer.
Jules would rather sit at home dreaming of
11 sq.m sails and Konas whilst Gabi was too
afraid that the water in Dahab would be too
deep to stand in. The rest of the plonkers
used an array of pathetic excuses ranging
from money (as usual) to general disinterest.
Anyway, we departed SA at
11PM on 10 June to the reverberating sounds
of Vuvuselas at OR Tambo airport. Mode of
travel was EgyptAir A330. The flight to Cairo
is 8 hours, so not too long. One good snooze
and you’re there. One word of advice
on the toilets on the plane – don’t
try a #2 – the seat may just fall out
of the bulkhead. The aircraft was like a typical
internal SAA flight full of Saffas. Most of
them were wearing T-shirts advertising the
fact that they can’t windsurf i.e. a
bunch of divers.
Two days in Cairo doing the
tourist thing – well worth the visit
to see things like the Pyramids, the Sphinx,
the Nile, the crazy Egyptian drivers, the
Egyptian Museum etc.
Anyway, after two days in
Cairo, we depart for Sharm el Sheik, a diving
hotspot on the southern tip of the Sinai Peninsula.
Sharm is at the confluence of the Gulf of
Suez to the west and the Gulf of Aqaba to
the east (both extensions of the Red Sea).
It’s a one hour flight from Cairo on
a natty little Brazilian job. The aerial views
of the Sinai desert are spectacular –
barren sandy wadis surrounded by rugged red-hued
mountains. As we descend for the airport at
Sharm, green and blue oases dot the landscape
where intrepid hoteliers have established
holiday havens for the northern Europeans
and neuvo-riche Russians. We are met by our
friendly Sylvia Tours operator who takes us
by mini-bus to Dahab, 1 hour away via a double
lane highway winding its way through the scorched
Sinai Mountains.
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As we leave Sharm, we encounter
our first police road block. This is good.
The towns in Sinai are run by the tourist
police and paramilitary units as the Egyptians
are very wary of the possibility of extremists
targeting the Sinai tourism industry –
Dahab experienced a bombing about 3 years
ago, but has been quiet since. Our tour guide
gives us some interesting facts about the
local Bedouin culture, the importance of camels
in their society and the reasons why Egyptian
women all drive fancy cars.
Entry to Dahab town is through
a military checkpoint. We wind our way through
a gap in the mountains and suddenly there
it is – the Gulf of Aqaba, azure blue
waters framed by the Sinai Mountains on one
side and the Saudi mainland on the other –
we’re officially in Asia. And what is
this ? Kites to the right and windsurfers
to the left. The bay is full of around 120
bright sails and long drawn out wakes. It’s
blowing around 15 knots from the NNE, the
prevailing wind direction. The excitement
builds and manifests itself in the form of
several prairie dog sightings.
Now for the important bit
– the Dahab set up – Dahab has
two main centers. The southern part bordering
on the sailing bay consists of the major hotels
and windsurf rental centers. The northern
part is the original town of Dahab where most
of the Diving schools are located as well
as the town market. Further south of the bay
are a number of separate hotels, one of which
seems to cater for kiters. I recall reading
somewhere that kiting is frowned upon in the
main bay and the speed strip. It’s actually
a good thing to separate the two – I
counted around 150 windsurfers on one day
– can you imagine the chaos if you threw
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Speed strip – at the
western edge of the strip there is a patchy
reef running north south which must be avoided
at low tide. Markers are provided indicating
sailing routes through this reef. A floating
platform is provided near the speed strip
for R&R if required. The speed strip runs
parallel to a shallow reef for about 1 km.
One starts out on a broad reach to get speed
up and then gradually reorient onto a reach
as you head up the strip. At high tide, you
can actually sail over the reef which is quite
spectacular as the crystal clear water makes
everything look a whole lot shallower than
it actually is. At low tide, the reef becomes
exposed and the water becomes really flat.
Blue Lagoon – the wind
in Blue Lagoon is quite gusty and can lead
to some serious Superman moments as you try
to control the wildly flaying rig as a 20
knot gust hits. Gustiness is care of the hotels
located along the beach. The further south
into the bay one ventures, the more consistent
the wind becomes.
There are around 10 windsurf
rental centers in the bay. We rented kit from
Harry Nass Center 2 (looked like the largest
center in Dahab) which was conveniently located
at our hotel (Iberotel Dahabaya) perfectly
situated for a 1 km reach across the bay directly
onto the speed strip. Boards consist of the
full range of JP boards from large (145 liter),
slalom, freestyle and wave. Sails are Neil
Pryde ranging from 8.2 to 4 sq.m. I used the
following rigs :
- Sunday - 145 JP and 8.2 sq.m - not
much wind but enough to do a cruise around
the place
- Monday - 120 JP XCiteRide and 6.4/6.9sq.m
- Tuesday - 110 JP XCiteRide and 6.4
sq.m
- Wednesday - 100 JP XCiteRide and 6.4/5.9
sq.m
- Thursday - 100 JP XCiteRide and 6.4
sq.m (afternoon 118 JP SuperSport and
6.9sq.m)
- Friday - 100 JP XCiteRide and 6.4 sq.m
- Saturday - 0 knots – amazing
to see the Gulf looking like a mirror
after 5 solid days of whitecaps!
Harry Nass opens every morning
at 9AM and closes at 5PM (at which stage one
is well and truly stuffed anyway). The manager
is a bloke by the name of Said who with his
three helpers provide a sterling service to
the finicky (and at times, arrogant) German
sailors (who seem to be in the majority here).
Neither Said nor his crew sail, but they were
always spot on with their board and sail size
recommendations. Harry Nass allows one to
reserve a board for the entire week, but you
can swap depending on conditions. They’ve
got a really well thought out peg board system
which sailors use to indicate what kit they’ve
taken. There’s enough equipment there
to keep an army of sailors happy. Board rental
for 7 days was R2,000 which I think is very
reasonable. Most of the visiting sailors at
Dahab are in the beginner/intermediate class
- the Bronks gust busters kicked arse on the
speed strip. Either that, or the Germans sail
really slow. The center is on the beach in
front of the hotel and has it’s own
chill area a mere 10 meters from the beach
bar – can things get any more comfortable
than this ?! Radios are available for those
heading off to the speed strip or past Napoleon
Reef as a safety consideration. There are
numerous rubber ducks doing the rounds in
the bay picking up wayward sailors. All in
all, Dahab has been set up to make one’s
sailing trip as pleasant as possible.
Water temperature is around
25 deg C, air temperature between 30 and 35
deg C, no humidity, so quite comfortable.
Beach is sandy. There are roped off designated
swimming areas so that the swimmers don’t
surface with a fin embedded in their head.
For non-sailors, there’s a bunch of
stuff to do, from just chilling on the beach,
snorkeling the many reefs (including the renowned
Blue Hole) to desert quad biking or camel
rides. For the ladies, there’s the Dahab
market in which all sorts of trinkets are
found and haggling is the name of the game
– it’s quite fun and all done
in good spirit with the locals (who are friendly).
Generally, you can buy something for 30 to
40% of the original asking price, so don’t
feel bad about haggling.
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I can recommend the Iberotel
Dahabaya to anyone planning a trip to Dahab.
The deal is full board i.e. all inclusive
breakfast, lunch, dinner (snacks in between
at the bars), free drinks (local beer which
is not bad and cold drinks; wine and sprits
are extra). I must have single handedly drunk
around R5,000 worth of drinks at SA hotel
prices (it’s hot so you are always consuming
fluids) without paying anything extra. The
hotel has recently been renovated and is very
nice indeed. There is a large pool for the
kids as well as a pool side bar – you
can sit waist deep in the water and order
your favorite drink. There is a beach bar
next to the Harry Nass center which is great
for a post session sit-down and chat while
watching the action in the bay. Nothing quite
like drinking an ice cold beer whilst laughing
at a beginner doing a catapult! The hotel
and beach setup has been designed for those
who do not like wind i.e. a windsurfer’s
spouse – there are a bunch of half moon
bamboo shelters behind which one can lie whilst
still getting a view of the sea and not being
sand blasted. The hotel is definitely set
up as a family venue with many daily activities
for kids and wives.
According to the locals the
off season in Dahab is during the Egyptian
summer. Peak season coincides with the European
winter when those with spare cash head for
the warmth of the Sinai. According to the
Harry Nass web-site, the really windy season
is May through to September, although Dahab
is known as a windy spot all year round.
Anyway, some notable moments
from this trip :
- Skimming along the speed strip only
to hear a horrible cracking sound emanating
from the boom. Oh dear, time to head back.
100 meters later, the boom snaps front
and back and it’s a long swim to
the reef where the boom is changed around.
Neil Pryde booms ARE kak, even the X6.
And it would have to happen on the only
day I didn’t go out with a radio.
Taking out the 25Euro insurance was definitely
a good investment !
- Pink drinks with umbrellas ? What are
you thinking Johan ? Real sailors don’t
drink pink drinks. Keep it real, we’re
watching you !
- Some tosser packed his shorty wetsuit,
just in case. Hmmm…..
- Open wounds on hands by the third day
made sailing rather agonizing at times.
- What’s the story with this post
lunch afternoon snooze by some of the
sailors ? Who was the poor sailor who
had to go it alone in the afternoons and
have his post session beer at the bar
all by himself – the slippery road
to alcohol abuse……
- Johan scored the camel with a really
tight saddle – it was a toss-up
between having his back or manly parts
bashed to pieces or just sitting back
and savouring the new experience. Camels
are indeed odd animals and it’s
with a certain sense of reservation that
they seem to tolerate one on their backs.
They seem to be quite docile but I wouldn’t
like a close encounter with those teeth
or hooves !
- Being told by the camel man that, if
stopped by the fuzz, we should tell them
we’re on our way to Dahab town and
not a camel ride – the mind is abuzz
with all sorts of images of being taken
hostage by some flea ridden Al Qaeda operative
whilst sailing into the desert on the
back of a smelly camel.
- Laying out in the middle of a wadi
away from the lights of Dahab surrounded
by the mountains enjoying the view of
the northern hemisphere night skies. The
silence is only broken by the chatting
of our pseudo-Bedouins as they cooked
a nice little chicken on the open fire.
- And what is this new Euro-style bathing
costume all the German tourists seem to
favour – they look like a bunch
of C-grade porn stars in those horrible
little spandex budgie smugglers –
perverts !
Alas, all to soon, the trip
was over. But, I’ll be back for sure.
In summary then – Dahab
kicks Langenbaan’s arse, even in summer
! It’s an awesome spot for those wanting
to learn how to sail a small board or get
gybes right.
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