I bet we’ve got a few people this morning who are still frothing about the waves on the weekend. Everyone loves a good cyclone swell. Saturday was absolutely pumping on the East Coast. The water was warm. No wind. Perfect conditions. I love this time of the year. You could score waves pretty much everywhere in Sydney.
And the best thing, I even got paid to surf. Well kind of. I was giving surf lessons and was lucky enough that my eager student could already surf a bit and was very confident in the water, so I could take him out in 3 foot waves and still sneak some fun waves in myself. We went down to Cronulla which was amazing. Peaks all along the beach and getting a bit smaller towards the North end. It was heaps of fun teaching on empty 3 footers and no one else there (ok, a few peeps but nothing compared to the hundreds of people at the other end of the beach).
In the afternoon I gave Bondi a go and regretted it straight away. It was a bit of a shock to the system from empty perfect 3 footers to super crowded close-outs and strong rips. Anyway, I was quite tired from the week before and the morning 2 hour session so I was quite happily giving up the Bondi surf idea. It was a bit of a remainder why I usually avoid Bondi on the weekends.
Another surf trip was scheduled for Sunday with a friend of mine who is also a journo and she wanted to take pics as she’s writing a story about VGG. I was actually still shattered when the alarm rang at 6.00 am but we wanted to get up early for pics in the morning light. I could tell there was already a strong Southerly. A peak out of the window revealed nothing as it was pitch black. Not sure if it was cloudy too or just windy. I almost hoped for a text from my mates that we are not going so I could sleep in. As it turned out they hoped the same but no one actually called it off. So we ended up driving to Manly anyway and voila…there were waves…good waves… happy we did make it. We were welcomed by perfectly groomed offshore 3 foot waves yet again. Whoop whoop. Not quite as good as Cronulla the day before but still looked like heaps of fun. With great difficulty I was trying to hold still and ‘pose’ for photos while my mates made a beeline for the surf. Poor Jen…I was clearly a crap model because she decided to schedule another ‘shoot’ for when there are no waves so I stand still and look at the camera rather than the ocean…Oh well…the surf was heaps of fun again. Although Manly did get a bit crowded. It’s the Bondi of the Northern beaches after all.
In the afternoon I caught up with old friends. My first ever Bondi flatmate was there too and I told him about my ‘surf adventures’. He was like “wow you are living your dream… I remember you when you were super keen but could not surf at all…you were even reading a book on ‘learn how to surf’…”. I did not remember the surf book part but I guess dreams can come true as long as you believe in them. So you better all dream about amaaaazing waves and we should get some ;-)
Actually, it might get good mid week. There is still some swell hanging around at the beginning of the week. Just checked Bondi before…a good 3-4ft still but also quite messy too. Maybe tomorrow morning when the wind settles a bit…
Have a good week