We are back in Dunedin at the moment its rainy, and we are on our way to christchurch to later fly out to the goldy on the following day. I know we keep saying check back for updates and day after day we dont post any shots, but now that the NZ article will be finished hopefully we can provide your eyes with some Australia gold.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Christmas has came and gone Adrien, Noah and myself were camping in the Catlins on the south island of New Zealand. With little guidance we managed to find some back doors and over head pits, it was small on most beaches until we found this gem of a bay with peaks as far as the eye could see. Adrien was frothing to find some left hand barrels being goofy and all, as Noah split the peak going right being spit out time and time again. Stoked and satisfied with the christmas eve sesh, we celebrated with tui's, spietz, hagoon, export, and some champagne to end the glorious day before santa would arrive. The morning hangover was glorious the say the least, by this time our food and water source was slim to none. Repacked the camp and drove back to the little wedge that brought so much joy to the boys faces. It was on a farmers land but we found a little mountain and some sheep to hide the tent behind, from the camp we had a clear view of what the swell was giving the beachy. After a couple rounds of dice we lathered up, jumped into our suits and hiked down for a christmas miracle. The boys jumped in the water as I was on the rock prepping my gear before jumping into the kelp to find my way to the waves. As i got everything together I looked across the bay to see the best xmas present ever, over head thick blue wedge stand up and spit right across bay. Quickly I call the boys in and franticly run across the beach to watch two more rights explode onto the shallow beach. Noah pulled into the first wave to get one of his better barrels of the entire trip. Unfortunately Ace was pummelled on his first way and broke his favourite board ending his surf for the day. Noah lined up wave after wave screaming with excitement after getting spat out of each wave. It was amazing he would land the drop and the wave would do the rest, I was shooting long lens which placed me in perfect distance for him to get shacked and high five at the end. It was amazing by far the best waves I have seen since we got to Nz and not to mention it was on xmas. The tide switched as did the wave, we swam to the middle peak to get some lefts, before returning to camp to make yet another avo, cheese, salami, sanga. No gifts to unwrap up but the day definitely summed up one of the best christmas's ever.