|Like a washing machine, but great fun|
The next day, waves were more moderate, but still catchable. It's more of a challenge anyway. Judging which wave to take occupies my tiny mind. I might have looked like a bit of a wally to joggers, dog walkers and tourists strolling the beach, but what the heck.
|The following day, looking north to Clifton Beach.|
|Where are all the people?|