Sumbawa | POSTCARDS
The first plump drops of rain arrive like clockwork around noon in Lakey Beach. The rain quickly turns torrential, falling in silvery sheets until the sea has been hammered into a piece of polished, corrugated metal. Although the downpour is over not too long after it began, it is the signal for the congregation of archetypal surfers to wriggle back into boardies or bikinis and paddle out for their second session of the day.
Not much has changed in Lakeys, or Lakey Peak as it's most commonly known, since I first visited the remote surf beach on the Indonesian island of Sumbawa 25 years ago: not the faded images of waves torn from surf mags and pinned to the