Wasted Eyes Wasted Minds / #SamTatterson: May 2013

I’m sure you’ve all heard this one before, but I’m writing it down anyway…

So it all started when I was laying in bed one night thinking; I was trapped and stuck in the daily grind. Same, same, all the time, need a change! With nothing else to do but have a freak out, quit my job and run away, so I did! Set off early one morning in my van with a mate Jack Dekort and headed south.

Our first stop was Byron bay. Where we met up with our other friend Jack Lohse, who will also be heading south with us. A night out in town with some rad friends to kick things off, ended in loosing a lot more money than intended and a head space controlled by cheap wine. The pass and the wreck had amazing waves, pretty much the whole time we were there. So we surfed off the shady heads and scored some fun waves. Hoping the weather would not turn for the worst, due to the fact that my van leaks like no tomorrow, we stayed with our friends out at Suffolk Park. A house full of great girls, who froth surfing and partying. We spent the next week or so chasing waves around the bay and south to Lennox.