Surf Sessions = 3
Km Driven = 4600
George left early (read: Dawn Patrol) for a surf session while Maia and I hung out at the backpackers and did laundry (and some work on the newspaper column). George made it back around noon looking pretty happy about a surf session at a break called “Back Doors” at Stent Road. He asked somebody who looked like a “local” where the let-in spot was for the break and the guy pointed down left to a path down to some rocks and said, “Over there.” The funny thing is that George noticed that the “local” was not heading down the aforementioned path but quickly trotted off right and through a neighboring dairy paddock. Well, being the curious one that he is, George got suited up and headed down the path of the “local” only to find that a local “secret spot”, Backdoors was churning out a good left like a machine and was fairly uncrowded while the normal right break at the famous Stent Road was only mediocre and with a packed lineup. Needless to say, he came back all smiles and noodly-armed. Apparently the “local” asked George why he did not go to the spot he was shown to. George just replied,”I like lefts”! After lunch Maia and I went back to the pool at the beach (free and very fun) then out to the sand for more “swimming” while George did some more design work at the backpackers. George made some supper and we played a bit in the yard before bedtime.
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