We're finally back home! This trip was life changing. I had been to Australia multiple times before, but his trip topped all the others.
We landed a day after cyclone Winston made landfall in Brisbane. We went to Kingscliff, where we met up with my friend Bird and his wife, Amy. We body surfed out front and washed off. After a quick dip we packed our things and went to Byron Bay to meet up with friends Rusty and Trish Miller and surf the Pass. After surfing we had tea with Rusty and headed back to Kingscliff.
We checked the surf at Dbah and Snapper, but the wind was strong onshore. We decided to go back to Byron, where we heard the Pass looked fun. During our 45 min or so drive we got a call from my friends Justin Bevan and Sean Tully, who were driving up from Sydney. They said that they'd be at the Pass in 20 min and wondered where we were...we were stoked because that's where we were heading. Once at the Pass, we all shared waves and had a killer time. The weather was getting better and the swell looked promising up north. We said our goodbyes and headed back to Kingscliff.
On our way to Noosa, we stopped in Coolingatta and in Brisbane to meet up with friends, have lunch and enjoy being there. After a long drive we finally arrived. For the next 10 days we surfed every day three times a day, two to three hour sessions at a time. The surf was small but machine-like, perfect for a heavy longboard.
We woke up early to surf because we were going to go to the Steve Irwin zoo. During the session the surf grew and felt like it was going to get bigger. I decided to stay in town, pass on the zoo and wait for the tide to switch. Lucky I did, because the swell came up and it was bigger than it had been the entire trip. I surfed for over 9 hours that day. I was super burnt, but my XTERRA Jacket kept my sunburnt back out of the sun. On our walk back to the room we were stoked to see a koala just above us, sleeping in a eucalyptus tree.
That morning we woke to small on shore conditions, so we decided to rent mountain bikes from the local shop. A huge thanks to Golden Breed surf for loaning us the bikes. We drove up to a town called Tewantin and road the trail Bloodwood and Milk Maid. They were two killer trails linked by berms and table top jumps, a definite highlight of the trip. During the last few hours of daylight I chose to surf Little Cove one last time before I flew out the next day. It was amazing -- the sun was out, the crowd had all gone home and I got my little spot almost to myself. I caught a little smoker of a wave and kicked out where I was met with a hoot! It was my friend Matt Chonoski, who had just won the logger pro. He paddled out, we shared a few sick ones and called it a night.
We finally had to fly home. Saying goodbye always sucks, but there is pumping swell back home and tubes to be had. Until next year Noosa! Thanks for an amazing time...
All photos courtesy of Erin Wood
Words by Isaac Wood