Slides and Snaps

I have spent a considerable amount of time in the last few posts boasting about how open and free my life has been in recent weeks. I apologise to those who are locked into full time work and have to read about my little adventures. If you fit into this category I suggest you ignore this post as it may make you hate me even more....

On Wednesday afternoon I handed in my last ever Uni assessment. I could think of no better way to celebrate than a pilgrimage to the land of the long right point break, so on Thursday morning I loaded up Stan and we headed off.

First stop was Cresent Head for some serious logging. I was blessed with perfect lines peeling through from the south and being a Thursday, I pretty much had it to myself. I thought I should probably call it a day when my feet and hands turned into prunes but I couldn't leave without getting a few snaps of the local groms tearing it to shreds.

Day two and it was off to Scotts Head, the old faithful. Unfortunately the banks are still in need of some attention but I managed to find a little something down the beach that dished up some nice slides and a couple of five overs. That afternoon I went for a walk around the old homestead and made the most of fading afternoon light.

On the third and final day I decided I would drop back into Cresent on my way back to Newcastle. I was met with a fresh four foot southerly pulse and offshore winds. After about an hour I decided I should probably keep travelling. It's  really hard driving away from such beautiful waves and the peaceful surrounding of the Mid North Coast of New South Wales. The only thing that could have possibly made it better was if I could share it with all my friends.... maybe nextime.

PH