Stay tuned, there will be some additions to this post. But until then enjoy this–
Hands down Bronson Primmer owned the session, the HB Jamma was up north on a tropical holiday and lucked into a tasty morning of chunky east coast pits. While Matt Hewit, Braedon and Divey etc shone with some bombs it was Bronson’s Go-For-It attitude that won the day, he took some serious beat downs only to come up laughing his head off, how his board remained in one peice is anyones guess. Bronson’s terrifying beast of a dog roamed the beach while he surfed and scared the fark out of anyone the came within 10 metres of it. That K9 has one evil loud deep gutral growl that had the grommets running from it like scared little pansies. Seriously keep ya distance from his dog Ryder…Vicious unit.
Justin Leach(above) opted for the less congested bank down the beach, just like Bronson he took a couple of poundings, but the effort obviously paid off with this tasty left shack-a-roo.
National Champ Matt Hewitt was fresh back from the balmy warm waters of Costa Rica. On exiting the water after this session he had these profound words to say,”I can’t feel my feet, it’s like I’m walking on two round balls, I can’t feel my toes…” Obviously doesn’t drink Speights that lad. At least four of the local crew still had feeling in 3 out of 10 toes. Bloody soft Mounties…..
Can you stomach ‘A Warm fish milkshake and Fermented Yak Sperm icecream’? No neither can a hungover Troy. I think he may have sampled some before he got to the beach because he was making strange noises behind one of the lads cars. “I had a dodgey Up’n’Go on the way out here, it must have been off…” muttered a green Troy. Yip, nothing to do with the beer and bourbons…
At least it wasnt me for once…
HC(above) thought he was back at back at Racetracks in indo.
When Braedon was younger I used to tell him to lift his chin away from his front knee when pig-dogging, I guess he listened, his chins about as far from his knee as it can get in this sequence.
Divey and Trav gunned it up from the Mount as soon as I gave them the call. I guess the mission was worth it for shacks like this.
That’s right it wasn’t all Peaches ‘n’ Yak Cream, the lads got some good ol’ clubbings.
(above)This is for you Napalm. Last time you go to Red Beach when the swells up on the Coro…