Western Australia Update

Spending 4 days on a train chugging across the Outback from Melbourne to Perth, on the longest straightest portion of railroad on earth sounded like fun, fun like sailing back to New Zealand from Tonga.  I'm sure I would have met some random desert folk and seen some cool shit but the damn thing was all sold out... the cheap seats at least. And I didnt think the next-up private cabin option was worth the $1024. So I took a 4 hour flight to Perth... which ended up being a drain...  Drink til 3:00am... drive to airport at 4:30am...wait in wrong line for 30 minutes... sweat all alcohol out from sun beaming through window... wait in another line for 30 minutes... surfboards too long... by about 2 inches.. get denied.. no refund... no credit... raise hell... get nowhere.. buy another flight with Quantas.. nice people... free surfboards.  Jet Star Airlines can kiss my white ass!!!

Thank you to the Newports and the lovely Miss Jemma for housing me for a few weeks in Melboune. As well as Eddie and crew for the meeeean shrimp on the barbi and poker night... and for the 4:30am airport run... you're an absolute hero!

A few days in Perth wis zee German girl and then we hopped on a bus to Margaret River and I've been parked up here ever since, housesitting for some friends.  It's a little tiny town where you can just hideaway and surf good waves all day long if the wind doesnt get to it.  Seems like there's always some size somewhere around here.  We had a nice swell these last few days.(See pictures above)  On days like this you just have to pick a spot and surf or you'll end up driving around all day wanting to see what another spot is doing.. and another... and another, there's a million, at least.  I ended up surfing the right in the first few pics.  Got my ass handed to me a few times, it was a tricky wave and crowded as hell, some filthy barrels though... and finally got to give my 6'6" a go!  Smoooooth like butta! 

And playing guitar is becoming an absolute obsession. I just can't get enough.  Been on a dirty-drinking-song kick as of late.  Inspiration curtisy of John Valby. Look him up.  He's pretty rude.  I like it.  Trying to be a well rounded player here... gotta have a few raunchy songs under the belt, they all have their time and place... like at weddings or childrens birthdays or what have you. Geeze.. gonna have a few weddings to go to this summer... I'm either getting old or my buddies have all gone at got themselves whipped!  Waahhpssshhhhh! You know who you are gentlemen!  I'll be sorry to see you go.

Over and out.