4:55am and the horizon is already beginning to glow. Shadowy figures with surfboards appear from unit blocks and alleyways, dashing through the darkness before momentarily revealing themselves in the headlights along Campbell Parade.
There have been waves for days now and it’s a different feeling to the weeks gone past. Weeks of virtual flatness, where wishing and wanting had little reward and finding a different medium of exercise was always such a chore.
After days of waves the excitement can wane a little, but the need is always just as strong. Surf… I wish it never ended!
Billy
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