The week that was...

Of course it would be an epic week of surf. Cos I couldn't surf. Damn Covid. But nonetheless, the waves cooked. Whilst I watched. Nepture has such a sense of humour sometimes.

It built up during the week with some super fun runners in clean and glassy conditions, then a coupla puffs of wind here and there to ruffle things up, and then culminating in some big wind coupled with some big waves on the weekend.

© Wendy Heasley

Millers had waves most of the week, as did Pipe & Rincon. Even Avo's had a few takers here and there. Needed quads of steel to deal with the wind chop at times.

Clubhouse delivered...

Anyone who wanted a bit of wild with their waves could have headed over to the wild side.

© Gareth Gibson

© Gareth Gibson

© Gareth Gibson

Keep going west and it kept getting bigger. JBay was off it's pip.

© MrImages JBay

Mikey Feb © Robbie Irlam

Here's a few from Pipe, taken by Mr Pipe, Dave Randle.

© Dave Randle

© Dave Randle

© Dave Randle

© Dave Randle

East Cape line-ups are something special. And during winter, well, they just that much more special!

© MrImages JBay

© MrImages JBay

No doubt after a week full of waves Neptune will punish us with a week of nothingness thereafter, but pretty sure everyone got their wave quota's for a while anyway. 

© Mervyn Goddard

Oh, and in other news - the mullets snuck the bloody fish farm back on the agenda. And whilst everyone was up in a flurry over that - Thyspunt nuclear also came back into the mix. Us here in the East Cape get to pick our environmental poison.