Tuesday, 14 May 2013
Tuesday, 7 May 2013
|Winter? I'm ready!|
But unfortunately the weekends haven't delivered the delightful wintry conditions of the past two years so I've been rolling out of bed, pulling on the ugg boots and searching for a wave, only to come home with the paper tucked under my arm and waiting for low tide at Point Radknight.
On Sunday I saw old-saltie-of-the-headstand, Rodney, in the line-up and told him how I've befuddled my osteo with a 'mini-pec' (my terminology, not the osteo's) injury that has been agonising over the past month. Rodney said, 'Well, I've always got something wrong - my shoulder, my back, my neck, it goes on. But you know what, Gill? Never let that stop you.'
I heeded Rodney's advice and ended up having an awesome session and even taught myself a new trick. As I was heading back to shore I looked up into the carpark and saw Rodney watching me. He gave me the thumbs up and waved.
Clear eyes. Full heart. Can't lose.
|Maddog heading out into messy 5ft at Winki.|
Wednesday, 1 May 2013
|Ready to jump in but where are the waves? (Thanks @EmmaJapan for the Instagram pic!)|
Friday, 19 April 2013
How stoked would you be if you owned this well-loved little wagon? Stoked as the man driving it, I'd say. Spotted on the Mornington Peninsula on a 35 degree day, he was parked on a grassy knoll, maybe to catch a sea breeze. I was driving past, gave him the thumbs up and asked if I could snap him.
'Me? Or the car?' he said.
'Definitely both,' I replied.
What a man. What a car.
Monday, 15 April 2013
|Neon wetsuits! Pow! Pow!|
I had a breakthrough on the w'end and from now and forever more Point Roadknight will be called Point Radknight. An old salty I have been admiring from afar for months - he of the headstand and effortless style - waved to me on Saturday and after I took a wave and stuffed it up, he called me over to tell me I was taking off in the wrong spot. I wildly gesticulated while saying, 'It drives me nuts! I'm in the wrong spot! I can't paddle hard enough! I pop up all wrong! Surely after two years it still can't be so hard!' He smiled and said, 'Come with me' and we paddled over to a section and he talked to me about the incoming sets and what to look for. It was awesome. He then asked my name and said, 'Well, Gill, paddle. Now.' and I was soon riding down the face of the wave of my life. I was boomshakalaka-ing all the way to shore and I could hear him cheering. Thanks, Rodney.
It makes me want to celebrate and buy one of these little numbers custom made by a lovely lass in Cornwall. Aren't they unreal? Pam Burridge meets Wonder Woman. Pow! Pow!
Friday, 12 April 2013
During summer I'm sure all of us had a Corona at some point. And this gargantuan company has been putting their profits to good use by investing in the La Casa residency tucked away in Byron somewhere.
I've put aside my cynicism and awareness of possibly paid appearance fees and shameless product placement (after all, I work in PR) to appreciate what they've been doing and the talent moving through la casa. It's pretty bloody impressive and I want to go to there - not that I'm in the same calibre as these peeps, but a girl can dream. Even Kelly 'Dolphin Eyes' Slater and Angus Stone have been hanging out, making music and whistling. Definitely a place I'd rather be (... goddamnit, it worked!)
Tuesday, 9 April 2013
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