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Saturday 19th May 2012 Time:
04:03am San Diego /
12:03pm London /
09:03pm Sydney
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"A
Fun Approach To Surfing" OceanFever.net
- Your Surfing Community
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Off to Australia Part 2
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Bored
of surfing the predictable righthanders at Cobblestones and having been told
by local vid geezer and photographer, Chris Bryan, of a Backdoor-like setup
just up the coast we go in search of the secret spot known to us as minibackdoor.
Chris and various locals gave us directions but quite frankly we had no idea
where we were going. Fortunately our companion, Geoffery Leonard, knew the way
to every secret spot in the area. We were told we needed to find Wynup Road,
now as anyone knows in aboriginal QU is pronounced as WY so when we found Quinup
Road we had scored in record time. What we did not know however was that our
aboriginal speaking friend Geoff was in fact talking out of his arse and we
wasted several hours crushed into our Ford Falcon searching fruitlessly in the
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Eventually
we found our way back to the main road and asked directions and found the real
Wynup Road spelt WY which in aboriginal is funnily pronounced WY and not QU!
We hightailed down the road to Indjinup Point where the spot was meant to be,
now we knew it was to the south of the point, but Geoff had other ideas and
using a subtle mind control trick convinced us it was
to the North and off we went on another fruitless trek. We found loads of waves,
none of them looked like Backdoor and all were crowded. An hour later and realising
we were miles from the intended break, we gave up and |
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headed
back to Cobblestones. It was busy, crowded and as we pulled up it glassed off
and went onshore! Geoff was now the butt of all bad feeling. To cut two more
long searches short, we listened to Geoff's directions twice more and twice
more we ended up lost, often ending with the car stuck on rutted bush roads
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Eventually after a couple
of rocky wrong turns and some directions from Jersey standup tube master Ian
"Steamy" Battrick, we found the clearing in the bush and started
the hike down to the sea. Our first glimpse over the chest high out of control
shrubbery was one of corduroy to the horizon, our second was a view over a
bush covered cliff and no rideable wave in sight, we
couldn't still be wrong could we? Do we go left or right down the track?
Geoff said left, so having
overcome the effects of his mind control |
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techniques,
we all went right, and two hundred yards away we crested a hill and saw a setup
which resembled small Backdoor, offshore, three or four feet and hollow as you
lik. Oh yeah did I mention there were already ten people out on a take off zone
as big as a doormat? Still we 'd found the wave, what
looked like perfection was actually a closer relative to its name sake than
we had hoped, in fact just like the real Backdoor if the swell direction was
a degree or two off perfect then the hell barrel turned into a hell closeout,
and as we watched this was actually 90% of the time. |
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Once
again the star of the show was local ripper Sean Virtue, he was on every single
good set wave and didn't blow one of them, huge air forwards the move of the
day and he pulled them with ease. Ryan was getting his usual fair share of waves
and was busting, Damo was picking off the closeouts, Geoff sat on the beach
moaning, Mark's highlight was losing his board and getting washed in over a
dry section of reef and Danny don't give a firk was taking snaps, he popped
out towards the end of the session for a few freefall drops on the knee. Was
it worth the hassle? Well if the swell direction had been good, with only |
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out and a foot bigger it would have been OK! But at least we didn't get chased
out of the water by sharks like the Jersey boys had the night before! |
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