Wind was a bit enthusiastic at times, but thankfully backed off in the evening so that the chop-factor eased up. Water temps were a bit challenging on occasion, with what felt like patches of 14C water lurking about.
A few bluebottles floating around, got nabbed by one. More annoying than painful. A lil crab swam about the line-up sussing us out, and then paddled past what I thought was a box jelly fish, oh wait, it's a condom. Not sure which would be worse! Even a bottle of vodka floated past, that Ken the paddleskier took a pseudo-swig of.
Many of the local surfers got stuck in to help keeping the town safe, putting in long hours and breathing in plenty of smoke in order to keep houses from burning. Good effort ou's!