The Long Road South v.4

Sunday kicked off with the early start of Koffo and Sera arriving at 6am, having driven all night straight. It was freezing and the race out to Beacon at Thirteenth Beach promised a lowly grovel in the 2ft slop. We had a surprising amount of fun kicking it together though and by the time we hit breakfast in town we had marked it up as a very worthwhile venture.

From the energy of the morning, we turned to laziness, cruising through the Torquay markets on the park by the beach and eventually falling sleep while eating fresh fruit and browsing the fruits of Frankie and Yen. At some point in the late afternoon we headed home for more of the same and by the time the sun had downed and the temperature had disappeared entirely we rugged up with every piece of clothing we had and set out for a long walk in search of more food. It came in the form of a sweet little pizza and pasta place, which tied us over through our viewing of the youngest Harrison Ford imaginable, starring beside an equally fresh-faced Ron Howard, in American Graffiti. And then, sweet, sweet sleep.

The Long Road South v.2

While in Torquay we stayed with Steve and Kirsty Brown, and their son Josiah. Steve is a friend of Kenno's and super-keen surfer. I hadn't met a surfer as amped for quite some time. As soon as we walked in the door on the Friday night it was straight into conversation about how good it had been the day before, how bad it was looking for the next couple days, and if there was any possibility of us finding something, somewhere. 10 minutes and we were talking about a Rake Mini-Simmons for sale down the road. 15 minutes and we had George Greenough's "Crystal Voyager" playing in the background, making us salivate over the thought of barrels and escape. He has a sweet collection of boards and we spent time looking through them, with the exhortation before each, "You have to give this board a go, it's amazing!" Spending time with a frother like Steve is good for an apathetic soul like mine! It was awesome to meet, stay, hang and surf with him.

Originally intending to stay for a day or two, we ended up quite a few days in Torquay. Sera Hicks and Mike Koffo, who were also supposed to leave with us on Friday, had been hung up with car problems, and aren't the fastest of movers in the best of times, so Kenno, Janie and I settled in to Steve and Kirsty's hospitality.