So we've moved on from the infamous Mark-up River, feeling tired, hurt, bummed and broke!
We moved onto greener pastures - the east coast. After a stuff load of money and about a day of travelling we have reached the cosy Plett-like town called, Kiama. Its situated about an hour and a half drive south of Sydney and if you, like Si and myself, opt for travelling by train, 8 hours is the length it takes. We did do a bit of a touristy thing which included many arb trip cats, plenty asian school kids speaking in full Ozzy tongue, many friendly people, a few famous places and one over friendly local explaining in depth, with the use of props (my smelly Pep shoes), those famous places - over and over again.
Oh, and one stuff off grumpy old man!
The photos below are some of the experiences
Airport boredom
Train waiting
Si taking it all in
If only tides and swell was on our side
You know how it is
Kiama evening
The chasrts are looking promising this week, hopefully we'll be able to get some waves.
We will keep you all updated
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