northern surfing community and deserves our efforts to preserve
and protect the area.
This day, was one of those days - the days where it was just
hassle-free, fun sized and full of such perfect little peaks that
we all truly momentarily forgot where we were. It could have
just as easily been a West African beach, a lost Sri Lankan
peninsula or Mexican stretch, such is the serenity and seclusion,
the segregation and simplicity of the place. If it wasn’t for the
wallabies eyeing off our backpacks in search of a snack we
wouldn’t have been in Australia, let alone the Gold Coast.