"Stay happy and you'll be perfectly fine" - Jack Norris

Dee Why to Freshy

Hello Friends,

Weak and small everywhere I looked this morning along the southern extent of the Northern Beaches.

I started my run with a stop in at Long Reef to see what was doing. Not much, as it turned out. There were a couple bods in the water just south  from the lifeguard hut, but I lost patience waiting for them to catch something and instead grabbed a picture of an empty little thing scudding listlessly in near the lugga entrance.

Um, yeah... I guess you could if you had a mal - or something bigger.
Um, yeah... I guess you could if you had a mal - or something bigger.

From Long Reef it sort of looked like there might possibly be something down at the Dee Why end.

It turned out to be a slightly curious scene. Only two or three people in the water at a little before 0800 and there did seem to be a few peaks sliding weakly in. But as I watched, it became apparent that there just wasn’t enough energy in the waist high lumps to really get any speed happening.

Not the most amazing looking wave you'll see, but hey, he's riding something and the photographer wasn't.
Not the most amazing looking wave you'll see, but hey, he's riding something and the photographer wasn't.

After grabbing my Dee Why snap, it was back into the soob for the next exciting stage in my surf assessment process – namely driving up over the hill to the lovely expanse of sand currently known as Curl Curl.

Well, what can I say that hasn’t already been said about today? Not much actually. The light SE wind had begun its work on the surface conditions, but the swell was a little bit more in evidence than at Dee Why (emphasis on little). One person in the water at the north end who was doing a lot of waiting for not much at all, and a small crowd at the south end making what they could of the waist high stuff flopping over just off the beach.

Well, you could sorta ride 'em...
Well, you could sorta ride 'em...

Impressed at the enthusiasm of the Curly water players, I made for the headland separating Curl Curl and Freshie. It’s an okay vantage point for those occasions when one wishes to drink in the seascape – while also checking the surf. The term “surf” is maybe not exactly the right word for what was happening at Freshy, but it’ll do. There were half a dozen folks scattered from the middle to right over next to the southern headland rocks. Indeed, the only wave I saw ridden was one that probably broke about two metres from said rocks (see below).

Cutting it as fine as you can at lovely Freshwater on such a morning.
Cutting it as fine as you can at lovely Freshwater on such a morning.

Although I decided to turn around and head back to the home office at this point, I did grab one more snap of the action around the corner at Queensie. Looked rather tepid I’d have to say. A largeish crew on largeish boards having a nice yarn while waiting for Huey to send in something semi-catchable…

The crew out for a morning fitness maintenance paddle along Manly's wide strand.
The crew out for a morning fitness maintenance paddle along Manly's wide strand.