Forster, New South Wales
I did manage a good nights sleep without being bitten, so felt pretty good this morning when I woke up about 6am. I packed up the car and drove back round to Boomarang to check the surf over some breakfast.
The surf was miles better than yesterday, about 2ft but still kinda of just fat peaks breaking and disappearing into nothing. There was someone else out, and I didn't get to surf at all yesterday, so I thought it must be worth a try.
Holy moly was the water ...