No matter how large the swell, there's always someone who makes it looks easy. And these were five metres swells coming off the tail end of a tropical cyclone. My glasses were blown off my head as I took photos.

And on shore? A crowd on the edge of the camping ground watching. A typical Aussie afternoon. Many sat in their chairs with a beer in hand; one guy was in the back of his kombi, boot open, playing a guitar. The smell of sausages cooking on the barbie wafted over me, along with the tang of salt which filled the air.

Everyone simply enjoying the spectacle.

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