Roadtrip

I apologize for the lack of blog updates but in our quest for quality Aussie surf we have been living a pretty rugged existence. I’m talking about a sleep in the car and eat off the spare change McDonald’s menu type gig. Here’s a run down of the collision course road trip we have been on for the last couple of days.

Tuesday, June 5^th

We woke up this morning not really knowing much about what the day had in store for us other then that our new friend Tony was getting a car at noon and that we hoped to be somewhere north of Sydney before calling it a day.

After packing and settling up with the hostel we dragged our surfboards and other luggage through the Sydney subways system until we got to our stop at King’s Cross. Then after a 5 minute walk, that nearly killed me due to the weight of all my crap, we found ourselves at a used car garage where Tony was to pick up his new ride. Unfortunately the car wasn’t ready, but we didn’t mind because it gave us time to grab a quick bite and to have one last tour of Sydney.

While waiting for our car we toured the “Rocks” area of Sydney, walked across the Sydney Bridge and scoped out the Opera House from up close. This area of the city is very spectacular, although in my head I imaged the Opera house to be much bigger.

After our tour we returned to the car shop and this time our ride was ready. It was raining quite hard at this point and it was already dark but we figured that now was as good a time as ever to hit the road, so we did.

In initially we had planned on driving a few hours each day up the coast until we reached Brisbane – where we would turn around and drive like madmen to catch my flight out of Sydney on Monday. However, due to our late start we decide that it might be best to drive as far north as we could this evening and then work our way back slowly. With the consensus being that this was a good idea, we fueled up on energy drinks and Hungry Jacks burgers and ripped up the coast.

Tony drove the first leg of the trip and I took over at around eight o’clock and didn’t stop until just after four in the morning when we were an hour outside of Byron Bay. With nowhere to stay we shuffled a few things around in the car and called it a night at the side of the road – suddenly the NZ camper van seemed pretty sweet!

June 6^th

Our roadside slumber left us a little less than rested but nevertheless energized enough to continue on our trip north. Being close to Byron Bay we figured that this was a good first stop so we spent the morning finding food and exploring the neat, but over priced shops.

The surf at Byron Bay was ok, but not entirely enticing, so we decided to backtrack a bit to a wave called Broken Head. Here the conditions were way worse, but you could tell that with a different swell this spot could be magic.

We decided to venture back to Byron to take a second lock at the waves but again they were less than appealing.  At this point we shifted our scope from looking for waves to looking for a swell forecast to figure things outs. This hunt ended at the Volcom Store when the manager suggested we jet up to the City of Coolangata as the current swell was about as perfect as it gets for that stretch of coast – he took his word and stuffed ourselves back in the car.

We arrived in Coolangata with time for a late day surf and man was it perfect. If you are at all in tune to the surfing world you have probably heard of Snapper Rocks, it’s one of the most famous point breaks in the world. What you might not know and what I certainly didn’t was that there are 5 points in a row just like Snappers – Snapper Rocks, Rainbow, Greenmount, Coolengatta and finally Kirra. On the right swell, like we found on this day, you can ride from Snapper to Rainbow, Rainbow to Greenmount, Greenmount to Coolengatta and if you’re lucky Coolengatta to Kirra. It is one of the most epic set ups I have ever seen and I raced to get in the water.

The draw back to a place as perfect as this, is that everyone knows about it and when the waves are on, so are the crowds. It’s not a matter of if you are going to get dropped-in-on, it’s when. Throw in the strong rip that continuously pulls you away from the peak and you have a very challenging situation on your hands – needless to say the place is hectic. I spent the first half of the session dodging people and finding my bearings but when I did get the hang of it I managed to get one lap of the famous loop. To put things in perspective, it took me ten minutes to walk back to my starting point!

That night we crashed at a ghetto hotel with cinder block walls directly in front of Greenmount. The hotel was crap but for $80 a night you couldn’t beat the location and the view from our room.

June 7^th

This was a seriously action packed day. I woke up at the crack of dawn to get out in the water before things got to nuts. Before Mike and Tony had even woken up I had two laps under my belt and was pretty stoked for a second go at it. After checking out of the hotel and eating some eggs and bacon it was time for another round of the loop – this time with more people. I got another lap in before we decided to head up the coast to see what was shaking there.

We decided to check out Surfers Paradise, which we heard would have no waves and was kind of trashy, but with a name like Surfers Paradise we had to take a look anyways. All of us were pleasantly surprised when we arrived. Though the numerous clubs and gift shops did give off a hint of the trashiness we had heard about, it wasn’t nearly as bad as people had made it out to be. Of course there were no waves but we had fun checking out the shops and enjoyed our $10 lunch meal.

The two hours we spent in Surfers Paradise were more than enough, so at around 4pm we decided to hit the road again for Brisbane where an old friend of mine from home and her boyfriend are living. On a complete whim we called her up when we got to town and after about and hour of trying to find her house we arrived.

My friend and her boyfriend were very excited to have visitors and we enjoyed a few drinks before heading downtown on the bus.

Brisbane is an awesome city and we were so grateful for the tour our friends gave us. We spent time that evening sharing a drink at an outside bar and taking in the many sights along the river that were colourfully lit and really cool to look at night.

At about 1am we called it a night and retreated back to the comfort of the couches and floor of my friend’s house. Way better than the car!

June 8^th

It was sweet to wake up for a second morning in a row and find myself within the shelter of a four-walled structure that wasn’t a car! After downing several cups of coffee we thanked our awesome hosts and were back on the road again. This time we were heading south with plans of seeing the places we had driven past on our way up.

We headed back to the Byron Area not entirely sure where we were going to surf. I was thinking either the bay, back to Broken Head or to Lennox Head. In the end I jumped in at Broken Head and got a few mushy beach break bombs.

After an hour of surfing we hit the road again for Coffs Habour. I had heard that there might be some waves there and we decide to take a look. When we arrived the waves were pumping and really punchy. I had a hard time getting out to the beach break and got really slammed on the first wave I went on. The last wave I got was pretty solid and definably made the trick swim worth the effort.

After our surf we head south again to Port Macquarie were we found a cool little hostel with comfy bunks and free breakfast.