One of my best things about surfing is it enables me to look forward to every season.
Autumn, with long mild days, and long period groundswells, is probably my best. But, then winter arrives and brings the storms, biting cold, wearing uggs beanies and hoodies and finishing sessions in the dark. Spring, I maintain is a stuttering between winter and summer, unlike the way autumn slides. So spring is a bit of both.
And summer, well, summer is, much to the confusion of the non-surfer, probably my least favourite time for surfing itself, but everything else that comes with it is just so peachy, you can't not dig it. Chilling on the beach, whipping out the fish's and alaia's and longboards and stuff, early dawnies before work and then having a full work day with that post surf buzz, the occasional boardies session - a real treat for us Kaapies, rolling up at the braai with the same salty boardies and sand between your toes and gooiing it late into the night. Oh, yes. Summer. Here's to the season of winds and lack of swell!Thank you to the very lense competent Robyn Stanford for the pic.
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