Surf Safari

We picked up our surf safari from Byron that was going to take us, over 5 days to Sydney. It is about 700kms, but luckily most of the driving was done in the first couple of days. There were 7 girls and me... lucky me!

The idea of the surf safari was to go to secluded beaches along the coast, avoiding the crowds and learn to surf, or in my case turn professional! ;) It didn't disappoint, all the girls were standing by the first day, and the beaches were beautiful and very quiet.

For the final 3 days we stayed at a surf camp, which was in the middle of a national park, and in the middle of nowhere. It was a great spot, and a bit wild. The rules were. There are no rules (except you can't use a hairdryer or straighteners - I was gutted).

On the 3rd day we went to a beautiful beach called boomerang bay. The water was crystal clear and we were greeted by a few dolphins and some nice waves.

The fourth day offered a bit more excitement. On arriving on the beach there were masses of dolphins, over 70 across 3 pods, with the closest pod only about 10 metres from the shore. So we went in with them - amazing.

A bit later on, a dingo was spotted chasing a wallaby from the dunes and into the sea, a couple of the guys and another 4wd chased the dingo whilst the wallaby was rescued from the sea, with a gash to it's leg. Wallaby is a bit tougher than kangaroo, but still a nice rich meat and went down well at the meal that evening...

Rella is now going to take over the telling of this story. WE DIDN'T EAT IT! Thankfully an hour later animal rescue came to the beach to take the wallaby to safety - quite rare, so they were glad we'd saved it.

Back to Ed "Animal Rescue" mmmm more like butchers!!

That evening there was a party as two northbound trips rolled into surf camp so there were about 80 of us and many drinking games were played. As you can see the evening deteriorated pretty quickly.

The final day of surfing included a twenty minute surfing competition, won by Rella. I think I got docked points for pulling a mooney!

You may be wondering why there are no shots of us 'hanging ten' or 'carving it up', well our surf instructor was only blessed with a six pack and a few other bulges and not brains. He left my camera in the car.