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one day on the Surf Coast

Last weekend Candice decided we should go down to Torquay, she loves it down there and I've been dying to go since I got to Australia. In short I was stoked and could not wait. This would be my first time surfing since I got here. My entire reason for being here - well maybe not my ENTIRE reason.

Friday rolls around and I race excited home from work. Throw my stuff in a bag and Candice and I set off for Geelong where Eden's friend Rob lives and where we would be staying for the night. I got to drive.

That night after we got into Geelong and found Rob's house (Eden wrote down the directions wrong) we packed into the car and headed out for my first glimpse of Torquay - but it was dark by the time we got there and my first impression wasn't all that impressed. We drove down to the beach, parked, and I went and stuck my feet in the ocean for the first time since being in Australia. It was a great feeling.

After that we headed off to find some dinner and were going to eat in Torquay but the place we stopped was too expensive for my liking so we drove back to a pub we saw just outside of Geelong for some pub grub. We spent the next hour or two watching Sex in the City before heading off to bed.

We headed out fairly early the next morning wanting to make the most of our day and pretty soon we were stopped at the mall of surf shops that line the road upon entering Torquay. We each made our sale rack purchases then headed off in search of somewhere to hire a board, I was a little worried about how we would transport the surfboard as Candice's car has no roof rack but the guy at the rental place just rolled down the window and stuck it across the back seat - sweet!

We got to the beach and it was pretty flat, it took a long time for me to find anything that was even rideable and there were long breaks between rideable sets. Finally I gave up and went back to Candice on the beach and we decided it was time to go to another beach. That was when we found the actual surfbeach which was just on the other side of the point and it was going off. This is what I had been waiting for. It was a lot different than anything I'd ever riden before, bigger, and the waves were more spaced out which was nice. After a couple hours I had caught a few waves and bit it more than a few times and exhausted and hungry rode the waves in to shore to go find Candice and go get some food.

We decided to drive down the Great Ocean Road a bit further, check out some other beaches and maybe go to Anglesea. We tried to go to the famous Bells Beach but after parking and following the path we thought would lead us to the beach we seemed to be going nowhere and turned around and went back to the car - maybe next time - and continued driving down to Anglesea where I got a supermarket dinner of coleslaw and bean salad and beer. Then we parked beside the road overlooking the ocean to eat our dinners. Side note- weird rules here, if you're not driving you are legally allowed to drink in the car. So I had a beer on the way back home.

We got back from the beach about 7:30 Saturday night, I'd come up with a great plan to go see a movie and try and use my free Gold Class upgrades which we didn't but we did end up seeing the House Bunny which besides being a little over the top was pretty cute and fun. Sunday morning I woke up early and went for a run then headed off to the store to pick up some veggies, before changing into my swimmers and lying out on the driveway for a bit of a suntan and a beer. After that things turned sour and I started getting bored and thinking about how I had to go back to work on Monday and that I wish I was still in Torquay b/c I could be surfing instead of lying around the house - the fact that I was stiff and sore from Saturdays exertions probably didn't help. I got cranky and sad and all I wanted was to be back on the beach, surfboard in hand carving up some waves or just biting it big time I didn't care. I realized then I should never have left. But sometimes you have to make sacrifices and I do need the money.

So here I am, back in the city, back at work, dreaming of the next time I'll get to go back for a surf. Which will probably be this weekend. I can't wait.

Posted by clny 02:37 Archived in Australia

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