March 2018

To be completely honest i spent far more time surfing this month than anything , the waves just kept coming and i couldn't help but get out there!  The eternal dilemma , to shoot or to surf and i unashamedly choose the later again and again.
A healthy drenching of south and north swell in equal measure meant no shortage of caves to chase up and down the coast in the unseasonably warm water .

Thou with the death of daylight savings (RIP) and the purple monster looming from the bowels of the deep south i fear that warm water will soon be a distant memory.  My 3x2 will be hung up to gather dust for another 8 months and i shall be forced to find  my 5 mm booties  i ditched in October. But its not all bad eh !
Consistent swells and offshore winds will certainly soften the blow of  donning so much rubber you could supply Durex for 20 years.

So get a hood,  harden the f&$# up and i will catch you out there!

Clean mornings

Post surf trek

Shelter

Arvo layers

Flares

Peeking

100 meters above

Camp life

The good shapes

Locked in

Hollowed

Lowered

​Later.