Our good mate Benny Richo was heading up that way as well and was keen to hook up. He's an abalone diver and spends a lot of time up that way -- a great addition to this trip.
Six and half hours, two coffees and two vees later we arrived at our destination, exhausted but interested on what awaited. Richo wasn't meeting us till that night, so we decided to start the hunt for waves. It's hit and miss around these parts with most of the time it being a miss.
After taking about five different 4wd tracks we finally reach the coast and stumble upon some potential. A bombie breaking 1/2 km out to sea would peak-up, break, then reform on another ledge.
We called it 12ft plus and it looked like the bigger the better. The wind was bending up the coast at this location, making it onshore so we put it in the book of knowledge and hopefully be back there soon...
© Stu Gibson