A scratchy week wave-wise. Some lekker weather and some fun slides, but nothing that would really shake the cobwebs off. Usual story - those that put in the miles had the biggest smiles.
The saying goes that months that end in "-er" are those that are the windy one's. And so far September is living up to that theory. Some pomping days where you were happy to hang on to the hair on your head. The kiters don't seem to mind. Reckon "must love sand" is a pre-requisite for being a kiter. Cos that walk up the dunes must be a long one.
The annual Jam Jar rally started off at Something Good. The rules are simple, your car has to be at least 30 years old, worth less than R30k and pimped out to the max. And you have to commit to being very stupid and silly and having heaps of fun. Sounds like a plan!
(Images Innova, and Dave Randle)
Sometimes the ou's stand at their cars having a puff. And sometimes a puff just drops by un-announced. Andre Clarke and local paddle-skier Jeremy were suiting up at Noordhoek, when this guy slid slowly out from behind the rear tyre. After a brief stare off he decided he didn't mind the guys on his turf, and continued slithering languidly off into the bush. The ou's heart rates were warmed up for their surf even before they hit the water.
There's another kinda snake in the car park - those that break into your darn car. Yet another break-in at Millers car park during the week. Ironically after I'd been chatting to the cars owner in the line-up and saying that altho I thought the car park was still sketchy it had been better lately - well, I guess not, as after his surf he got to his car to discover it had been broken in to!
Staying on the subject of snakes. Don't forget your line-up etiquette out there peeps. When you paddle out, take your place in the line up - not right at the top of the queue thinking the first wave that arrives is yours. And after catching your wave, slot back into line - don't paddle straight back to the top of the line-up. Don't be that d**s.
PE's infamously slack surf can have interesting consequences. Gavin Cherry got so gatvol of the pap waves that you can hardly stand on, he decided why not stop bothering to stand up in the first place. So Hein lent him a kneeboard, and after a month or so he was converted and went off to buy his own. Reckons it's heaps more fun than trying to struggle with the swak stuff - and it's also overhead most days! Life is all about perspective!
All the frothy groms chosen for the Nelson Mandela Bay Surfriders team got their colours, and are all geared to go. The lighties will be surfing the SeaHarvest SA Champs to be held at Lower Point starting 25 Sept.
Our Bay is looking more and more like Durbs these days with all the huge ships anchored out near Coega Harbour. It was these mullets that brought the infamous red tide to our bay, and now they're adding to the pollution issues with oil leakages when they get fuel from the bunkering ship anchored out there. So basically our bay is like the local petrol station along this stretch of coast. Fecking stupid idea if you ask me.
Bogger all on the charts for this week - unless the east winds manage to drum up enough swell to make the wind switch on the weekend turn out to be something worthwhile.
Summer continues to unfold upon us, with the usual array of kiff sunrises and sunsets. Nature sure does like putting on a show when she's in the mood. Just play along Neptune, and don't forget the waves!