Surf Camp
For my first free weekend in Sydney I went to a two day camp to learn to surf. Ten of us walked just down the street in Sydney where we met our surf guides. In total there were about forty students and six guides, but we split up into two groups so we could go to different beaches and keep from crowding each other.
This was our transportation for the weekend. It was pretty cozy with all twenty-three seats full and a trailer of surfboards in tow. We went to a group of beaches in Seal Rocks about three and a half hours north of Sydney. We stayed in some cabins about half an hour from all the beaches the surf school uses depending on wind and tide.
This is one of the beaches in the area that we surfed. The waves are pretty small in the picture, but by the time we were done with our lessons on the beach they had grown to a couple of feet which is perfect for beginners.
They provided us with all the gear we needed for the weekend. This is Doug and I with our wetsuits and longboards. The bigger surf boards are good for learning, but they're a pain to haul around both on the beach and in the water.
I'm not sure if this is me surfing or not, but we all looked pretty similar. We would usually do a nose dive or get left behind by a wave. When we were at our best we rode a wave for maybe ten seconds and then swallowed half our weight in saltwater. Surfing is pretty difficult and gets tiring with all the paddling, but we all had a lot of fun anyways.
This is all of the Americans at the camp. In the back is Doug, myself, Mike, Mallory, Jim, and Blake. Up front is Adam, Krista, Emily, and Nikki.
At night there was a lot of socializing back at the cabins. There was a pool and a live band on the second night. We also had the largest flipcup game I have ever seen in my life. It was at least twenty people on each side of the table, and we had to go three rounds to decide the winning team. As you can see we had to play with these big cups instead of solo cups. It really should be illegal and probably is in America, but they're are no solo cups in Oz or NZ.
This is everyone in our surfing group minus two of the guides. The guy on the far right was our third guide although you could probably tell since he is the embodiment of the stereotypical surfer. None of us are amazing surfers after one weekend, but it was incredibly fun so the weekend was definitely a success.
This was our transportation for the weekend. It was pretty cozy with all twenty-three seats full and a trailer of surfboards in tow. We went to a group of beaches in Seal Rocks about three and a half hours north of Sydney. We stayed in some cabins about half an hour from all the beaches the surf school uses depending on wind and tide.
This is one of the beaches in the area that we surfed. The waves are pretty small in the picture, but by the time we were done with our lessons on the beach they had grown to a couple of feet which is perfect for beginners.
They provided us with all the gear we needed for the weekend. This is Doug and I with our wetsuits and longboards. The bigger surf boards are good for learning, but they're a pain to haul around both on the beach and in the water.
I'm not sure if this is me surfing or not, but we all looked pretty similar. We would usually do a nose dive or get left behind by a wave. When we were at our best we rode a wave for maybe ten seconds and then swallowed half our weight in saltwater. Surfing is pretty difficult and gets tiring with all the paddling, but we all had a lot of fun anyways.
This is all of the Americans at the camp. In the back is Doug, myself, Mike, Mallory, Jim, and Blake. Up front is Adam, Krista, Emily, and Nikki.
At night there was a lot of socializing back at the cabins. There was a pool and a live band on the second night. We also had the largest flipcup game I have ever seen in my life. It was at least twenty people on each side of the table, and we had to go three rounds to decide the winning team. As you can see we had to play with these big cups instead of solo cups. It really should be illegal and probably is in America, but they're are no solo cups in Oz or NZ.
This is everyone in our surfing group minus two of the guides. The guy on the far right was our third guide although you could probably tell since he is the embodiment of the stereotypical surfer. None of us are amazing surfers after one weekend, but it was incredibly fun so the weekend was definitely a success.
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