After what was an extended stay in the bay, we headed south to the sleepy retired town of Yamba. Along the way the van started to show signs of poor health. Hopping that it would not die completely, we made it into town an dropped it off for repair. In the mean time we surfed in less then average conditions an sat down for more cheap wine. Wishing that the forecast for big swell would hit already. Had a night at the backpackers bar and top pub, we saw some very interesting characters out. One in particular, with only one tooth in his mouth, explaining to me that because of my Irish heritage an his Scottish background that we should form an army and take over the town. With the van returned (fixed, we thought) we hung around town an surfed. Had a few great sessions out at Angourie and it was time to move on.
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photo: Jack Dekort |
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Photo: Jack Dekort |
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Photo: Sam 35mm |
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Photo: Jack Dekort Surfer: Sam |
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Photo: Sam 35mm |
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Photo: Jack Dekort Surfer: Sam |
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Photo: Sam 35mm |
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Photo: Sam 35mm |
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Photo: Jack Dekort |
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Photo: Jack Dekort |
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