This lucky grommet with a view to kill for.
This is where it all happens - Coolangatta, Surf City Australia.
A perfect Kirra drainpipe unloading down the sand bank.
After the Rip Curl Pro I was set to return to hobbit-land with my flight leaving Melbourne in two days. The only snag was a mean low-pressure system developing in the central Tasman Sea that looked to bear fruit for the Gold Coast.
A slight alteration to my plans and I was boarding a plane with Jordy Smith early Saturday morning heading north in search of warm gaffing pits.
I'm glad I did.
This morning I woke up to four-to-six foot drainpipes stacked to the horizon from Kirra to Snapper Rocks, with a ten-knot offshore breeze attenuating the gape factor.
Swell reinforcement is forecasted for tomorrow with possible eight-foot sets pushing in by the afternoon. I better get some rest.
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