Sunday, April 5, 2009

Yallingup

Phuong booked us a surprise weekend down south in Yallingup. We drove down Friday morning with Frodo's shitty surfboard wedged between us.
Yallingup is a beautiful, sleepy country town, we stayed in a nice little cabin thing that I neglected to take any photos of. The caravan-park we stayed in is across the road from the beach. Here's Phuong soaking up the salty atmosphere.
For a novice like me the waves down there are freaking massive! Still, I had to give it a bash so I suited up and went out.....
Turns out there's a limestone reef out there in the water that I was unaware of. I think my mistake lay in trying to paddle too early because all the water sucked out into the next swell leaving me straddled on dry reef and at the mercy of the wave, which bounced me all over the rocks and broke my grim resolve. Self preservation took over and I made for sweet, sweet land.
So happy was I to be back on solid ground I longed to get deep within it, so we went to Ngilgi Cave the next day which is near to Caves house; a pub/hotel where we later had lunch.
And then what? I drew, wrote, drank beer and slept alot when the sun went down.

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