THE STORY OF LA CHUPAROSA #2: Too Late?
After getting used to having the wave right in front of me, I quickly understood why people called the place a goofy foot’s paradise. The first time I rode one of Playa La Saladita’s long, long lefts, I was on the wave so long my thighs were burning. The people I met in the line up were great, the water was WARM, and no wetsuit was ever needed. I starting to seriously consider how I could make this place a regular part of my life. I knew we couldn’t afford to just have a house on a beach in Mexico, and since I had been wondering what I would do to earn some money in this next chapter of my life, I started thinking about building a surf retreat as a business. I had been fortunate to spend my whole adult life earning money doing something I loved. Combining my new passion for surfing with the business of providing people a comfortable, beautiful place to stay in this paradise, seemed like a natural to me.
I got in touch with a real estate guy and he showed me a bunch of lots. The problem for me was that they were all at least a mile from the break. This was not my dream. At home I always have to load up the car and drive to a break. My dream was to look out from my beautiful Mexico beach dream house, check the waves, grab my board and paddle right out from the beach in front. Oh well, guess I was too late after all. I went home to Santa Barbara with my tail between my legs. Thwarted.
A few weeks later I got a call. John Murphy, the ex-pat real estate agent I’d been dealing with was on the line.
“Hi Brad, do you have your plat map? Look at lots C and D.”
“Wow, John! How did those open up?”
“A US investor needs to cash out on them right away”
” I’ll be on the next plane!!!”
No time to hesitate. Speak now or forever hold your peace. I flew down and walked the land. The break was either a paddle out and across or a short walk down the beach. Perfect. I flew home and had a conversation with Ann about all the risks involved. She saw how excited I was and said she thought I should go for it. We should go for it. And we did! Lawyer secured, deposit money wired, a few trips down to notaries etc. more money wired and it was ours. I had no idea the depth of the adventure for which I had just bought a ticket.