Damn.  Has it really been a month since I last wrote?  Anyways, it feels like yesterday as well as last year at the same time, if that’s possible.   So, last I wrote I was in Byron Bay…  Well from there it was on to a miniscule town referred to as Yamba, a few “k’s” (that’s kilometers on behalf of those of us on the metric system) from the famous break of Angourie Point, residence of Nat Young.  I was one of two travelers staying in the Pacific Hotel - me as well as this French guy/kid/dentist who told me to call him Frog because of the fact that I couldn’t pronounce his French name. Anyways, lucky there were waves on behalf of the few days I was there because of the fact that Yamba is dead…d-e-a-d, dead.  But the wave…the wave is insane -  a long righter hander, as well as since it is such a small town, a reasonably uncrowded right hander.  The best kind.
From Yamba, it was a bus as well as a train as well as a bus again to Port Macquarie, a beautiful seaside town in between Brisbane as well as Sydney, as well as a lot livelier than Yamba. And another 3 days of good surf to go with it, though nothing else really

I have been in Byron Bay on behalf of the last few days.  Byron is a small hippie/surf enclave in Northeastern New South Wales. It is a bit overrun with tourists though so I am making my way a tad south of here to the famed right hander at Lennox Head.
For the past week I have been making my way down the coast - scored great surf on North Stradbroke Island with only a handful of guys. Heard about all of the shark scares as well as how “the boys” all surf huddled combined to avoid becoming fish food. The reality of it is kinda frightening - makes you second guess each time you paddle out.  They actually canceled a surf contest there a while back due to a pesty Tiger shark in the area.
From Stradbroke it was on to the city of Brisbane.  Didn’t spend to much time there but from what I saw it was a beautiful city - definitely a livable place. Reason on behalf of the stop in Brisbane was to book my onward tickets from Sydney to Perth (Western Aus) as well as then from Perth to Bali. Landing in Bali April 3rd…any takers?Read more >>>

So after being sick on behalf of two weeks, I am ultimately better as well as have made it safely to Noosa Heads in Queensland Australia.  Boy does it suck traveling alone when you are sick.
I spent my two weeks in New Zealand traveling around the North Island in search of surf.  After scoring great waves in Raglan, I headed South to Taranaki.  This was where the “being sick” part really dragged me down.  I watched perfect waves rolling in on behalf of a few days from the beach because of the fact that I had to stay out of the water to eliminate the cold.  The woman at the hostel there was very motherly as well as gave me a dose of Sudafed (sp) to help me get better. 
From Taranaki it was on to Mount Manganui. A beautiful surf town with a small mountain right on the beach.  I hiked that the first day on behalf of the spectacular views.  Met a host of good people in Manganui so I stayed on behalf of a bit as well as got back in the water with a few guys I met - Tom from the UK as well as Manu from Austria.  They are just learning to surf but they had the motivation that got me back in the ocean. Read more >>>

I’ve been on the road just over a week as well as have made a brief base in Raglan New Zealand, residence of the perfect lefts.  And no shitz as well as giggles about it, the wave is perfect.  Long, long, long left point breaks…Manu Bay, Whale Bay, Indicators, the Valley… so long that you just can’t retain going because of the fact that your legs shall no longer support you.  Surfed twice yesterday upon arriving as well as only once today b/c of the burn - the arms as well as shoulders require a break.
 
Been a bit of a bumpy road to Raglan.  I picked up a cold from some sniffling, couching passengers on the flight to Fiji. Sleeping on a couch on behalf of the week prior didn’t help either. Though dead tired, achy as well as sore, I “had” to log a 4-5 hour session on the first morning at Frigates Pass because of the fact that the waves were good.  This only complicated the matter. Now additional dead tired achy as well as sore, I also had the worst sunburn of my life.  I swear I put sunblock on but it was pouring on the boat ride out to Frigates so maybe it washed off.  <