"In the middle of summer, starved of any good surf, we decided to set our sights north, looking past borders in search of lesser known, less consistent spots, rumored to produce quality surf in the off-season.

Luckily for us, knowledge of an extremely fickle right hand sand-spit, coincided with the extremely rare swell and wind combination it needs to come alive. Chatting with people in the know, we were informed that the swells needed to awaken this beast were a once-a-year occurrence and that the size and quality of surf expected on that particular swell was likely to eclipse anything seen there in the last 15 years. Needless to say, we packed our bags and made the long, grueling trek.

We arrived to perfect three-foot barrels dredging along the sand bank for hundreds of meters. It was as if we’d arrived at the world famous Kirra before its discovery, free to bask in the glory of uncrowded perfection."