To celebrate surfing a hundred different breaks already on this trip there is only one thing to do. Go surfing!
The next town I see where I am tempted into the water is Thirroul, which is a short drive northwards from Corrimal. I forgot to take a picture of the break so here is a snap of the town I have borrowed from the net.
It is my third session of the day and the surf really hasn’t improved that much, but I paddle out directly in front of the town’s surf lifesaving club where I can see a surfable wave.
There seems to be a great club in every seaside town here in Australia and they are obviously a big part of the local community. I have a little peak largely to myself but am joined by everybody getting a quick wave after work.
There isn’t all that much daylight left but I still have time to make surfing here worthwhile.
I bagged at least my share of the waves which are about thigh high and not too taxing.
Loads of pictures of me gurning my way into a ride as usual and this one of myself through the water breaking over the front of my board.