Saturday, September 4, 2010

Byron Bay

Well Byron dished up exactly what one would expect from Byron.

When the surf came up, the pass and some other beaches were fantastic, the pass at Byron can give an amazingly long ride if your Mal can make the slower sections. When the size was up a little it even gives a half decent ride on a short board.




Now the problem starts when the waves are on, dodging the 50 people that are on the break is an art. Some skilled weaving through the old guys, back packers and learners is required. Even more dangerous is when they are trying to weave in and out of you, best to stay clear.

Once it gets crowded it seems any wave etiquette is out the window, drop-ins are the rule and 4 people on one wave is not uncommon, but every one seems pretty cool about it and no one gets aggro. (except Corinne who didn’t like the party wave crowd and went to surf the shore dump)

The early mornings were best and the normal rules still applied, much better to get a long uninterrupted ride.

Then it was back into our slump of no swell and flat days again.
We parked at the beach one night and were rudely awoken at 6am by some one telling us we couldn’t camp here and could be fined, some artful explanation and we were left alone and off for an early surf.

It still feels a little wrong cooking dinner in public places or having clothes drying on park benches, but we are getting used to it. That’s the life of some one trying to skimp on every penny to lengthen the trip as much as possible.
On that note, Adam has had a recent epifany that he may never return to gainful employment again... Hmm, tempting.. The only issue is the how.

The other thing Byron gave , was Adams addiction to Byron Bay Cookie Company seconds, sold at a bake house outlet. I am sure far too much fat and sugar (55% bad ) has been consumed while eating bags of broken cookies, but damn they are good.



Mt Warning

With no waves we decided to head inland to climb Mt Warning, this is the first place in Australia to see winter sunrise.

It was an 8.8km trek to the summit with what was described as a “Verticle Rock Scramble” for the last section.

I would describe it as a mildly strenuous walk with an enjoyable challenge climb at the last to reach the final peak. I wouldn’t say the view was anything to write about but having completed the walk was reward in its self. Cos: I even managed to get bitten by a wild manic bush turkey at the summit.


The whole trek was 6hrs with a decent stop at the top, not sure how long the guy running up and down did it in, sick bastard.

Next stop: Surfers

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