so i haven’t posted anything in quite awhile and i haven’t seen the ocean since the Rip Curl Pro at Bells where the surf pumped and i was fortunate enough to shoot from a plane also.
the lack of swell this week has made me kill time working for my old man on a building site and shooting at night….
mother nature is pissed off at us all….
waited 3hrs in the blistering sun to get this one shot at this break……. unfortunately the stars didn’t aline that day and this was the end result but ill get the shot soon. i await the next swell
easily one of the most funnest and most gorgeous girl to shoot with
It has literally been over 3 months since i’ve taken a photograph. The last gallery piece that i worked on for almost a year took a lot out of me physically and mentally and i was only interested in pack up, heading north and surfing…. A LOT! I scored some of the most funnest waves this summer and i was happy to not be sweating it out on the beach with the rest of the circus. life was good for a change.
It wasn’t until skating down a hill after a sunny afternoon from eating some deliciously overpriced ice-cream from cold rock, that my “endless summer” actually came to an end, (excuse my horrendous pun). I could explain that a wild horde of red wine drinking, cigarette chuffers, smooth talking french backpackers swerved at me in their wicked van, screaming “Vous êtes le diable” was the cause of my crash but i’d be lying. Everyone has their bad days and unfortunately, this was mine.
sore and not too phased, i slowly scurried back to my house to clean up, slap a few bandaids on and be ready for pumping waves the next day. Sadly though it brought stiff joints and tightened muscles, but pumping 3ft waves. After meeting up with Myles on his photographic trip and having a coffee and discussing photograph related things? i decided i couldn’t ignore the waves any longer. Attempting to stretch everything out that was sore, i was optimistic and paddled out into the line up. Every stroke was like having a cramp but with a knife being shoved in between the muscle and bone.
catching one wave, struggling to do a few turns, i decided to call it quits and come in after only 5minutes. Slightly depressed knowing that i couldn’t surf It wasn’t until seeing Myles again, carrying around his old Mamiya camera up and down the beach shooting away at the most obscure things, that i asked if i could plonk off a shot myself. like a little spark inside me, i was instantly happy and flooded again with concepts for photo shoots. i had the urge to pick up a camera again and shoot. life was good once again and all within that 1000th of a second of the shutter opening and closing. so today, not being selfish bastard, i plottered around with my camera and fired off a few shots, so the next few shots you see below on the blog are the ones i shot off today, nothing special, just some happy snaps. because life is good again.
its inland hey. its canola plantations around wagga wagga. i took the photo there and they only grow them in spring
two of the gnarliest locals keeping watch over their break today…
Just my board, my bet friend and a secret little left wedge shorie.
