There was no post last week, and there was the best excuse. The only acceptable excuse; waves. A flurry of messages and calls, organising, packing the camera gear, packing the boards, packing the Troopy and slightly packing about what I was getting myself into. Last week's long period west coast swell had everyone frothing at the gills. Where would be handling, where would be big. As it turned out the coasts from South Taranaki up pumped for days. I opted for 24 hours in the Waikato.
That was fun, but I didn't drive to the Waikato to shoot lefts this time. The pre-planning was all about chasing down some big rights. The tides were good, the wind was right.
...and that was that, the tide moved in and the bank stopped churning. But the day was far from over, within hours, just enough time to decompress and get some lunch, the next bank would start to fire up.
24 hours of crazy good waves. As it turned out the west coast would pump for another 96. I'd like to be writing a claim that I'd surfed it out myself; truth be told I was happily broken from the big swim. Hoping you got your fill.
THE ASFF Winter Sessions