Last day of our little Crescent sojourn and yet again we awoke to cloudless skies, a glassy sea and a faded but still mildly frisky chest to shoulder high eastish swell. The carpark was filling fast and the well occupied caravan park surf crew were making their way to the jump off at the top of the point.
Vibe in the water was mellow and easy going even though it was reasonably busy. It was one of those days when people just seemed to be basking in the aloha spirit.
Although we weren’t see the big sets of yesterday, there were still a few with a bit of push to ’em. As the tide dropped the more discerning types started paddling out and by late morning a little breeze had sprung up and was just texturing it. But we’d had our fill and it was time to roll back to dear old Sydney once more.