Posts Tagged ‘surfing’

CSWA Girls Fundraiser

I got asked to do the graphics for this event.

It’s a movie screening night.

You’re more than welcome to attend. Let me know what you think about the job I did!

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Not the surf trip I wanted

I wrote this below in the notes app on my phone as it was all happening.
The scenario. A bunch of us were going down and all staying in one big house in Gracetown to go surfing all weekend. I was going to be arriving on Friday night by myself.

Can’t find the house for an hour. Walking up and down a road in the middle of nowhere in the cold in pitch black with only the faint light on my phone trying to find the house I’m supposed to be staying in.
Contemplate sleeping in my car
Contemplate turning around and driving the 3.5 hours back home.
There’s no reception so I can’t even call for directions. I’m about to go home when I spot the house I’m supposed to be staying in. A house has never looked so warm.

Find out that the guy who was supposed to be courting me  not only has been ignoring me, but in that time he’d gotten himself a girlfriend and hadn’t told me.
He still hasn’t told me. It took them one accidental walk in the park for them to date.
He strung me along for over a year. But apparently has “communication” problems where he can’t convey his feelings. So how did he manage so well with her?
I feel angry, upset and betrayed.
My faith in men has been significantly destroyed.
Then this morning some more Surfers arrive. Two guys I had never met. The group got split and I wound up walking to the beach with one of the guys in his late thirties.. He took me the longest way possible to the surf spot up a huge hill and it sucked so hard, especially carrying a surf board the whole time. I’ve now known this guy an hour and a half and he’s asking me out. What the?
Apparently I’m the nicest person he’s met in very long time. He’s recently divorced, very overweight, a bit creepy and with a baby..
I turned him down nicely of course.
Then we get to the spot and there are so many rocks and the waves are big. Too big for me and my surf board. He reckons I can hack it.
Out we go. I tell him I know my own ability and it’s a dangerous spot in general. He laughs at me, says I am over reacting, reconfirms that he’s a surf instructor and will look out for me and to stop being silly.
Some nasty sets come in, catch us offguard.
I was right. This is bad!
I attempt to miss his flying board and try and dive under the wave and avoid the rocks. I feel shooting pain in my foot. There’s blood everywhere.
My foots been sliced by the fins of one of his board.
I signal to go in.. So many rocks. My foot is completely out of action. Did I mention we watched shark week last night?
He yells at me to try and walk it in. I can’t stand on my foot.
I try and ride in as much as I can and weave in between the rocks.
I get pretty far but then there’s too many.
I have to walk it in now.
I can’t stand on my injured foot and the next set wipes me off my foot.
I’m like a rag doll on those rocks. I must have hit at least 30 of them with all parts of my body.
I try to protect my face and succeed. It takes me about fifteen minutes to get back onto the shore.
I’m bleeding from both legs and both hands are sliced open more than 5 times each. More blood.
Now for the fun walk back.
Nightmarish.

So now ive bailed on the all the men.
I just drove 40 km to a vegan hippie organic cafe and I’m sitting here alone listening to reggae and eating the most amazing lentil and portobello burger.

At least there’s one positive to my weekend so far

Oh and i can say

I’ve surfed Thunder Bay and I’ve got the battle scars to prove it.


Photoshoot

I did a photoshoot a well back with three mates I go surfing with.
We donned some ball gowns, and hit the beach.
Here is some of the final photos…

Giving Back.

So, some of you may know that I have been playing sport competitively since I was 6. In my “career”, I have had a multitude of coaches and managers.
People who have selflessly given up their time to develop and input into the lives of those younger. True Local Heroes.
Until recently, I have only been coaching sports at school (Year 8 and 9 boys; Year 11/12 Girls and Boys), as well as running a two surf clubs – one school based, and one open to the general public.

However recently I have volunteered my services with club hockey. At the moment, I’m the person who takes the turf training when the regular coaches have work commitments, and I get to take the 7/8 girls and the 11/12 girls.. which is pretty fun, plus I love turf.
Next year it looks like I’ll have my own permanent team, probably the 9/10 girls.

I have however applied for a state managerial role for an upcoming tour, which would be awesome if I got, as I will get to travel to Darwin, a place in Australia I have yet to travel to. It might however clash with a planned end of season trip to Bali, with the boys from Wasps – a place I have also yet to travel to.

Meanwhile, I have also applied for a leadership position in the house system at school. They’ve never had houses before, and it starts this term, and I’m in the running. Would be an excellent opportunity.

Only time will tell.

De-Hermitified

Due to illness, injury and some unfortunate personal circumstances, I found over the last two years I have become a hermit.
Friday nights is traditionally stay at home with Benny and watch movies night. Saturday nights, often the same.

However I have furthered friendships with some pretty amazing people, through sport.
I have been spending a lot of time with some of the girls from my hockey club, namely Bianca and Kirst and they are doing their best to get me back up to speed.. Sometimes three times in one week!

Otherwise it’s the lovely ladies I know from surfing. The likes of Larissa, Amy and Briony.

JUST AS EXCITING, my best friend Sarah has finally flown back from India. It’s good to have her back after nearly three long months.
So good to see her face all the time. Oh and the HUGS!

Next weekend is our traditional Girls Hen’s Weekend down south, as Clare gets married in a few weeks.
Just the original crew, who I have been doing life with, since I moved to Australia.. back when we were all scrawny teenagers.
Clare, Sarah, Chantelle and Jess… It’s going to be amazing!

Clare's Getting Married!

Currently listening to Mgmt - The Youth

Let's KISS her!

The Crew about 7 years ago

Life’s a Beach

Live on it.

One of my favourite things, with some of my favourite people

Paparazzi