I’m one of those guys that sits way out the back waiting for the bomb that never comes. Today they did at dawn but then stopped as the tide turned then all the groms were ripping in the shorey while I floated out the back with the old fart regulars praying for a glory wave. An hour later it seems to turn on with more water on it so a glassy fun shoulder high morning of surf. 10:30am high might kill it.
Mark – Surfboards Direct
