Sydney -Byron Bay 4th - 8th December 2006, Waves Surf School
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On Monday 4th December 2006 I set out from a Sydney Bus Stop on a Waves Surf School. We were travelling from Sydney to Byron Bay for 5 days, surfing at some of the most beautiful beaches i have seen. First stop was surf camp situated about 2 hours outside Sydney and about half an hour away from the first beach we would surf at, Seal Cove. The first Surf lesson was completely different to the 3 hour surf lesson that i had back near Sydney. I found it slightly easier and nearly managed to stand up on that first lesson. unfortunately my confidence was knocked as i was too far forward on the board and ended up nose diving and coming off the board injuring my back and having to be carried out of the water by one of the instructors! Luckily it was only a slight pull and i was back in the water 30 minutes later.
The next day we were woken early for breakfast and soon set off for the next beach called (i think) sugarloaf Beach. the conditions were very rough that day, to make it harder for us beginners there ws a gully whilst walking out into the sea and also a very strong current that dragged me perilously close to some rocks a number of times. We surfed (or tried to) all morning and stopped for lunch around 12.30. as we were having lunch the people that were on the 4 day surf school turned up to join us and we felt like pros compared to them.
The next day was time to pack up and move on, we stopped off at Port Macquarie to buy some supplies, it was my first real taste of a smaller Australian town, the instructors told us to look out for the 'bogans' which was a word that i heard throughout Australia! I noticed whilst at Port Macquarie that i was in agony, every muscle ached and my shoulders were so sore that i could barely put my day pack onto my back! We moved onto Cresent beach which was beautiful and diserted.
I woke up the next morning with a terrible cough (i'm sure it was all the salt water that i had swallowed!) and set off for Coff's Harbour to pick up some more supplies for camping that night.
The next morning we had breakfast, went for a swim and a bit of a surf and packed up our things, we were going round to a different headland to take part in a surf competition with a difference. The instructors wanted ust o do something different on our surfboards whether it be a stupid dance or a handstand. I had absolutely no chance but it was still fun. The highlight of the competition was one of the lads who was into juggling had stuffed juggling balls down his wetsuit and started juggling half way through, even the instructors were impressed.
ON the way home that night me and a friend from the surf school met 2 irish lads on the street looking for cheeky Monkeys as we pointed the way i found that i was going to be In Brisbane at the same time as them so arranged to meet up.
I went to bed that night after saying goodbye to the people i had just spent the week with and slept like a log, i was absolutely exhausted.
P.s we also visited a surf museum run by a very famous retired surfer, who's name escapes me and i also can't think where the museum was!