Another blast from the Sub Antartic South left the boys in the North have to resolve to wearing full 4/3mm rubber and endure blustery, cold south winds. But in the days that folllowed the sun warmed up and if the frost didnt ice ya wettie to the line, it was solid East Ground Swell lines stacked to the horizon.
I dont remember a winter like this one. A winter of extremes.... warm, mild and light winded days that blend into wild torrents from North and South, etching thier rythym on the Pacific Ocean. Bringing with it cold, crispy water temperatures and letting even the lesser known and liked spots to show they do actually have some game.
The winter of discontent for some city dwellers always in the hunt. The winter of 2010 will go down as one to remember...
