Last week local surfers had a ball as massive swells pounded the Bay’s beaches and point breaks. Beach car parks and pubs were abuzz with stories about the double overhead barrel that Joe got, the sweep that took Mick from Wategos to the Surf Club or the close-out set that smashed Jill’s board to bits. The best yarn of the week didn’t come from a board rider at all. It came … [Read more...]
No Respect – the sad side of surfing
After a week in Sydney visiting a sick Mum in hospital I was excited about getting back to my home beach today. First impressions on checking out the break were hopeful rather than encouraging. Two to three foot looked fine after the dead flat I had left a week ago. The howling off shore, on the other hand, promised to make paddling some kind of hell. The day itself was dark, … [Read more...]