A Glimpse at the Ocean

Spooky Beach

When my week begun at Yamba, the ocean was rough, foamy seas, high tides and strong SE winds. Not ideal for surfing. However, this did allow me more time to slow down, unwind and get to that state of mind whereby I was relaxed and could start to think about what goals I wanted to set for 2011.

This picture was taken on the last day, a few hours before I departed back for home. What followed this beach, summed up my trip and I knew I was ready to return...

 Bang! Looking through the trees at Angourie point break, it was on! The first sign of good surf all week and

 it had size too. 5 to 6 feet surf that, when we first got there, only a handful of locals were out in.

Sometimes watching good surf is almost, almost as good as being out there. I did have the urge to grab my board, but with my older brother and mum with me and not to mention the effort of getting out there... I decided it was a time to just appreciate others.

That we did.

Pud choosing his view. Now a local himself, I expect some hints
on the best way to get out on a day like this in the future.

The following four pictures start with a great wave being caught. It is followed by two  travelers to the area, who watched and waited for the sets to finish to jump in and paddle over off the rocks. The lull never came, therefore turning and not saying a word as they passed me...another day guys. A reason why they turned back...the next image tells the reason. Finally, a piece off another board, snapped and washed  up on the rocks...this morning you had to know your limits.  

 So what did this morning to me?

I looked at it as though all week I was wanting to get out and surf, but the conditions never offered that. So, I spent it exploring the floods of Maclean and sleeping in, helping dad around the house, going to the gym with my other brother, having one on one time with other family members and staying up late watching true blood.

I have found the ocean in the past year to have a special effect on me. It is my place to let go of whats in my head, refresh myself and give this energy that I find it unnecessary to describe. I felt refreshed and had direction and the time away from the ocean, allowed me to set my goals and rediscover what had dropped off in the previous months.

I was back, the surf was back, I had the spring in my step back and was ready to get on the road and make 2011 another different but special year for myself and those I would come into contact with. Let the journey begin...this time, blogging it for me and you.