Monday, January 08, 2007
Hey there everyone,
This is my second attempt at this today. I got about a half hour into it, and
the computer crapped out on me, and Im just getting over the frustration. Its
a little after midnight, and Im trying to get my laundry done. Its been about
three hours and the one load that I am doing hasn't dried yet. sick.
Where we left off last time was after new years day. From that time on, it
has been a bumpy road, but very very good stories are to come of it.
Nick and I stuck around in Coffs Harbor for half the day on the second,
getting ready for the next week on the road, drinking a ton of beer, and
buying plane tickets all over the place to make our trip good. Once we got
onto the road, we thought that we should head up to a place called Byron Bay.
Apparenty its a party beach town with a ton of travellers and young crowds,
and the women only wear half bathing suits if that at all. It didn't take us
long to get there. When we got there, the surf sucked, but we walked the
beach checking out all the breaks and sealife, then made the decision to surf
at a spot called shipwrecks. It wasn't just a clever name, there was the
reminants of an old wreck in the middle of the beach, and it created a good
sandbar, but the wind was onshore, so we didn't get it that good. When it
goes off apparently there is a great right that comes off of the wreck. We
surfed there for a good while, which was great, because we had been dry and
hungover for about two days staight. Nick almost rode a turtle when we were
out there, so he scored big time. That night, we went to the local pub and
got a good amount of drinks in us while listening to some spanish band or
something...they were good.......i think. We then went back to our camping
spot at the beach, and passed out for the night.
The next morning, the surf still wasn't super good, but we surfed at a spot
that was a great right that broke off of some rocks, and then hit a huge
sandbar, and threw out really hard. It was an easy takeoff to barrells, so we
were stoked. We also surfed this spot called the pass, which had really heavy
waves breaking on rocks. Pretty much if you didn't make the wave, you were
fish food, so we ended up getting out of that place. The reason that we were
risking our lives for waves was due to us not being able to get a spot that
wasn't crowded as all hell. The one point break we surfed had 75-125 people
out at all times. Most of the people were beginners, and sitting right in the
lineup a nd getting in my way. That sucked. We surfed that break a few times
that day, and it was pretty good for most of the time. I had a lot of fun.
That night shit went down though. We went back to the same club, and watched
some french band, that was suprisingly good, and only had two or three beers
over a couple of hours. That night is started to essentially monsoon. On our
way home I was coming around a curve and accelerated out of the turn, then
proceeded to spin down the road and drive over an embankment and smashing into
a walkway, that nick and I are convinced saved our lives. We were totally
fine, but the van wasn't. It was stuck in a ditch, and the front end was
smashed. We managed to flag some people down, and get another caravan to pull
over and try to tow us out with some thin rope. That wasn't working, so we
flagged a car full of bros down (mind you this is a little after midnight),
and all the guys were wearing "eagles" jerseys, but they were homemade. with
all of us pushing and the van pulling, we got out of the ditch, and then drove
the extra 20 yards to where we needed to pull off to go to our camping site.
On the upside, our car had caracter now, and fully adjustable headlights.
Wicked doesn't know yet, and Im scared at how much its gonna be, but Ill find
that all out tomorrow.
We surfed our asses off the next day, and lounged around the beach, then went
up to Brunswick heads for a few days. I wish that I had more to say, but
pretty much all we did was surf all day with beach lounging intervals, then
went and had some beers and food in the night, and hung out with friends.
Nick had a buddy who he knew from the city that lives in Brunzy. He is a
professional photographer/shittalker/drinker. we had a lot of fun with him,
especially because he is fat and his last name is belly. We met a lot of cool
people in Brunzy and got some amazing surf in front of a harbor there, because
there was a great bar, and we had heaps of swell to get beat up by. The last
night that we had in Brunzy there was the celebration of the "woodchop". An
annual loggers competition that is an international comp that takes place in
this small town. There was a fireworks show, carnival, and a shitton of
people out that night. Nick and I ended up partying with a bunch of people
who thought our accents were "wicked" and they couldn't stop singing "america,
fuck yeah" to us. That party took place on the beach, with a bonfire, and it
reminding me of Santa Cruz totally, just because there were a bunch of idiots
running around, some younger guys were there and they reminded me of myself at
a younger age cause they were drinking yagermeister and taking their clothes
off. Since Ive grown up I don't drink Yager anymore.
The next day Nick and I woke up alongside each other covered in sand and nick
was really scared because I brushed up against his ass with my elbow and he
thought it was my wang. Its a common misunderstanding I get, but it comes
with the territory of having a penis the size of a mans arm.....moving on.
We surfed for most of the day that day, and ate our signature sandwiches, but
I bought some bananas and honey, and I was eating some good PB'n Honey sammies
with bananas. We headed up to a place called Kirra Beach/Coolangatta in the
afternoon to surf a world famous spot called Snappers or Superbank. US people
know it as Superbank (look it up shalon, and ill brief you on lingo later),
but the Aussies call it Snappers. Its a Right point break that goes nuts, but
we didn't get it that good. We still got some long rides, and that was a ton
of fun, especially just knowing that we were surfing a spot that we have only
seen in videos. The women at this surf spot were insane. Every girl that was
surfing was ripping so damn hard. It was the best surfing Ive ever seen from
women. Serena Williams was out there shredding on my head (2nd in the world
woman surfer, not the tennis player). That night we got a suprise phone call
from some friends in Brunzy, and they told us that they were coming up to
party in Twin Towns which was withing walking distance of Snappers, so we
partied with some new friends, and crashed out in front of one of their
friends apartment complex, which saved us, because we couldn't camp anywhere
else without getting hassled by the cops.
We woke up today, and surfed, I almost got my ass killed due to an insane rip
current that was trying to take me out to sea, but I managed to get in, and
from then on, i was pretty timid with that wave with that tide (snappers).
>From there we got all our stuff ready for traveling, and then went to
Brisbane, where we are staying in a hostel that is beautiful. Nick and I ate
about 30 bucks worth of chinese food tonight, and Nick is dying in the lobby
right now due to a MSG-induced coma. I am flying out to Cairnes tomorrow to
go on a five day scuba diving trip on the great barrier reef on a yaught. Its
gonna be dope. From there, I fly out of Cairnes and go to New Zealand to see
my Buddy Zeke for a couple of weeks, which I am totally stoked for, then back
to Sydney for a few days with a great old family friend, Dave. From there
we'll see if I come back, Ill have a renewed visa for 3 more months....... Im
darker than I have every been, and Im covered in caked zinc and freckles. My
hair is huge, and I have wounds all over my body from getting attacked by
animals, getting bounced off of reefs, and jumping off bridges into rivers,
but the biggest thing that I notice, is I have a huge grin on my face that
won't leave. I wish everyone could be here having a blast with me, and I
can't wait to see everyone when I get back. I send my love to each and every
one of you, thanks for all writing back and keeping me posted on whats
happening in the US. I can't get back to most of the individual emails, due
to time, but I promise ill respond once I get back and have time.
Stay Classy.
justin
Hey there everyone,
This is my second attempt at this today. I got about a half hour into it, and
the computer crapped out on me, and Im just getting over the frustration. Its
a little after midnight, and Im trying to get my laundry done. Its been about
three hours and the one load that I am doing hasn't dried yet. sick.
Where we left off last time was after new years day. From that time on, it
has been a bumpy road, but very very good stories are to come of it.
Nick and I stuck around in Coffs Harbor for half the day on the second,
getting ready for the next week on the road, drinking a ton of beer, and
buying plane tickets all over the place to make our trip good. Once we got
onto the road, we thought that we should head up to a place called Byron Bay.
Apparenty its a party beach town with a ton of travellers and young crowds,
and the women only wear half bathing suits if that at all. It didn't take us
long to get there. When we got there, the surf sucked, but we walked the
beach checking out all the breaks and sealife, then made the decision to surf
at a spot called shipwrecks. It wasn't just a clever name, there was the
reminants of an old wreck in the middle of the beach, and it created a good
sandbar, but the wind was onshore, so we didn't get it that good. When it
goes off apparently there is a great right that comes off of the wreck. We
surfed there for a good while, which was great, because we had been dry and
hungover for about two days staight. Nick almost rode a turtle when we were
out there, so he scored big time. That night, we went to the local pub and
got a good amount of drinks in us while listening to some spanish band or
something...they were good.......i think. We then went back to our camping
spot at the beach, and passed out for the night.
The next morning, the surf still wasn't super good, but we surfed at a spot
that was a great right that broke off of some rocks, and then hit a huge
sandbar, and threw out really hard. It was an easy takeoff to barrells, so we
were stoked. We also surfed this spot called the pass, which had really heavy
waves breaking on rocks. Pretty much if you didn't make the wave, you were
fish food, so we ended up getting out of that place. The reason that we were
risking our lives for waves was due to us not being able to get a spot that
wasn't crowded as all hell. The one point break we surfed had 75-125 people
out at all times. Most of the people were beginners, and sitting right in the
lineup a nd getting in my way. That sucked. We surfed that break a few times
that day, and it was pretty good for most of the time. I had a lot of fun.
That night shit went down though. We went back to the same club, and watched
some french band, that was suprisingly good, and only had two or three beers
over a couple of hours. That night is started to essentially monsoon. On our
way home I was coming around a curve and accelerated out of the turn, then
proceeded to spin down the road and drive over an embankment and smashing into
a walkway, that nick and I are convinced saved our lives. We were totally
fine, but the van wasn't. It was stuck in a ditch, and the front end was
smashed. We managed to flag some people down, and get another caravan to pull
over and try to tow us out with some thin rope. That wasn't working, so we
flagged a car full of bros down (mind you this is a little after midnight),
and all the guys were wearing "eagles" jerseys, but they were homemade. with
all of us pushing and the van pulling, we got out of the ditch, and then drove
the extra 20 yards to where we needed to pull off to go to our camping site.
On the upside, our car had caracter now, and fully adjustable headlights.
Wicked doesn't know yet, and Im scared at how much its gonna be, but Ill find
that all out tomorrow.
We surfed our asses off the next day, and lounged around the beach, then went
up to Brunswick heads for a few days. I wish that I had more to say, but
pretty much all we did was surf all day with beach lounging intervals, then
went and had some beers and food in the night, and hung out with friends.
Nick had a buddy who he knew from the city that lives in Brunzy. He is a
professional photographer/shittalker/drinker. we had a lot of fun with him,
especially because he is fat and his last name is belly. We met a lot of cool
people in Brunzy and got some amazing surf in front of a harbor there, because
there was a great bar, and we had heaps of swell to get beat up by. The last
night that we had in Brunzy there was the celebration of the "woodchop". An
annual loggers competition that is an international comp that takes place in
this small town. There was a fireworks show, carnival, and a shitton of
people out that night. Nick and I ended up partying with a bunch of people
who thought our accents were "wicked" and they couldn't stop singing "america,
fuck yeah" to us. That party took place on the beach, with a bonfire, and it
reminding me of Santa Cruz totally, just because there were a bunch of idiots
running around, some younger guys were there and they reminded me of myself at
a younger age cause they were drinking yagermeister and taking their clothes
off. Since Ive grown up I don't drink Yager anymore.
The next day Nick and I woke up alongside each other covered in sand and nick
was really scared because I brushed up against his ass with my elbow and he
thought it was my wang. Its a common misunderstanding I get, but it comes
with the territory of having a penis the size of a mans arm.....moving on.
We surfed for most of the day that day, and ate our signature sandwiches, but
I bought some bananas and honey, and I was eating some good PB'n Honey sammies
with bananas. We headed up to a place called Kirra Beach/Coolangatta in the
afternoon to surf a world famous spot called Snappers or Superbank. US people
know it as Superbank (look it up shalon, and ill brief you on lingo later),
but the Aussies call it Snappers. Its a Right point break that goes nuts, but
we didn't get it that good. We still got some long rides, and that was a ton
of fun, especially just knowing that we were surfing a spot that we have only
seen in videos. The women at this surf spot were insane. Every girl that was
surfing was ripping so damn hard. It was the best surfing Ive ever seen from
women. Serena Williams was out there shredding on my head (2nd in the world
woman surfer, not the tennis player). That night we got a suprise phone call
from some friends in Brunzy, and they told us that they were coming up to
party in Twin Towns which was withing walking distance of Snappers, so we
partied with some new friends, and crashed out in front of one of their
friends apartment complex, which saved us, because we couldn't camp anywhere
else without getting hassled by the cops.
We woke up today, and surfed, I almost got my ass killed due to an insane rip
current that was trying to take me out to sea, but I managed to get in, and
from then on, i was pretty timid with that wave with that tide (snappers).
>From there we got all our stuff ready for traveling, and then went to
Brisbane, where we are staying in a hostel that is beautiful. Nick and I ate
about 30 bucks worth of chinese food tonight, and Nick is dying in the lobby
right now due to a MSG-induced coma. I am flying out to Cairnes tomorrow to
go on a five day scuba diving trip on the great barrier reef on a yaught. Its
gonna be dope. From there, I fly out of Cairnes and go to New Zealand to see
my Buddy Zeke for a couple of weeks, which I am totally stoked for, then back
to Sydney for a few days with a great old family friend, Dave. From there
we'll see if I come back, Ill have a renewed visa for 3 more months....... Im
darker than I have every been, and Im covered in caked zinc and freckles. My
hair is huge, and I have wounds all over my body from getting attacked by
animals, getting bounced off of reefs, and jumping off bridges into rivers,
but the biggest thing that I notice, is I have a huge grin on my face that
won't leave. I wish everyone could be here having a blast with me, and I
can't wait to see everyone when I get back. I send my love to each and every
one of you, thanks for all writing back and keeping me posted on whats
happening in the US. I can't get back to most of the individual emails, due
to time, but I promise ill respond once I get back and have time.
Stay Classy.
justin