After their intense session in the surf, the group regrouped on the beach, sprawling on towels under the warm sun. They spent a lazy hour resting, snacking on fruit and sandwiches the Leclair staff had packed, and rehydrating with cool drinks. The competitive energy from the waves had softened into a comfortable, shared tiredness.
"Alright, lethargy period over," Lux announced, clapping his hands together. He pointed to a landmass visible a short distance from the shore, a lush, green island rising from the turquoise sea.
"Next stop: exploration. That's the family's private reserve. No tourists, just nature."
A short, pleasant boat ride later, they stepped onto the pristine white sands of the island's main beach. The air was thick with the scent of exotic flowers and the chatter of unseen birds.
"Right," Lux said, addressing the group.
