Summers Secret Slabs

And who said summer swell was a drag?...Gee-whizz, if this is summer, bring on winter!!

Thursday, 25th February. Almost all beachies and reefs were vacated. The waves were scarce and the riders were non-existent. However, perseverance proved to be the upper hand this day. The boat hammered through the choppy swell as we trolled towards our destination, and there she was... the sun beamed gentley off the face of the waves, perfectly hidden from the wind, pristine walls of pure power gloriously exploding onto the barnacle covered reef. Perfection, yes.

Liam Tomkins

Liam Tomkins from East Coast, New South Wales. A definate contender for a future career amongst the waves. This young chap is as good as they come, with a level head and a clear mindset of what he wants to achieve. May the waves reward this white-haired minature buddah, and bring him luck on his path to success.

Feeding the Passion - Brian O'leary

During my last surf voyage down south I was lucky enough to shake the hand of a local legend Brian O'leary. On first impression you see a frail elderly man with a grin wider than your arm span, but after speaking, you begin to see the strength of his wisdom and the brute stength of his left hand supporting his bulky 400mm lense . Brian has been photographing the waves of Bawley point for over 30 years and has spent over 50 years behind a camera lense. On normal occassion he spends his time photographing Birds and nature. The things this man has done in a lifetime, the things those weathered eyes have seen over the years... I cannot begin to imagine. A big thankyou to you Brian, for the advice you have given, it will always be an indentation in my photography.

Bring out the guns

Saturday, 6th February. With howling southerly winds and a charging 4-5 foot easterly swell I took the risk of trekking it down south to find some waves. Even though home to some of the gnarliest waves in NSW, the Shellhaven district had nothing on display. Despite this, a hand-full rogue sets were able to penetrate the windy barrier. Later I managed to find a protected beach where a few of the local lads wittingly chose tow-outs as their weapon of choice.