Phillip Coote, Cameron Sharpe, Randall Sharpe, Glen Beaumont, Matthew Haggerty, Trent Brailey, Philip MacKenzie, Joel Brown, Lloyd Bishop, Shaun Dickson.
They bloody did it again! No-one had counted their chickens before they hatched, but when the hens came home to roost··I was supposed to be up there checking on Nutty - to see if he was doing a good job so to speak. Also, couldn't stand the fact that Filthy, Cammo, Booga, Coon and the boys would be surfing the biggest swell of the year without me. Briefly, this is what happened.
11 boats turned up to surf Rifles. Lucky to have been 11 guys out that arvo. It was heavy. Fanning and his mates were charging hard. The reef sorted them out. Cammo, was charging harder; pulled into one and was lucky to float away with some heavy lacerations and a broken nose. We all got out shaking and stoked as the sun set. The next day we towed and had a ball in the heavy rights on offer. Shaun (aka Tow Guy) put us all in the right spot. Then showed us how to do it on his 5'7" tow board by carving roundhouse cutties and freefalling through the tube in 8-10'waves. Bowey, Filthy, Nutty, Cammo and myself all had one of the sessions of our lives. (see "To Tow" - Link at the bottom of this page, and also on the Stories and Photos main page)
The fish were not there this trip, well, we were too busy surfing. Haggs was surfing true to form on the many lefts on offer, carving the back out of everything. Lloydy powered into everything and it was only feet lacerations that had him benched for a while. Macca and Booger were both skating on thin ice, calling the kettle black, and laughing hardest, or was that last. Joel just kept stoking on life itself and pitying the bloke that died yesterday. There were so many other waves, oh, and Nutty was doing an excellent job!