BurbleChaz

Up betimes and off to Manly, board in hand. We grabbed a spot in the upper deck cabin today. It was rather civilised, and a lot less windy than the main deck. On arrival at Manly, the surf was as predicted - non-existent. We strolled down to the south end where there was absolutely nothing. The other end looked more promising, so we hiked up to North Steyne. Between the flags there it was about 2ft, with a confused cross-set. Rubbish, really. Hey, ho, off with the dry togs, on with fins and into the water. Sensible People stayed on the beach, waving. The water was warmer than the air, which is about the only positive note. The break was full of long, frondular seaweed. I caught a few decent rides before the fins had removed all the skin on my ankles.

After less than an hour, we pottered back via a place of refreshment. Halfway across the harbour a JetCat powered past.

We prefer a more refined pace.