well, the world was meant to end this weekend. and it did not. so i guess i should post.
david was up from cape town, so he picked me up from work. we went back to my spot and chilled out on the green couches till chris got home. we consumed a few ales while shooting the shit. jess was having a house warming party later on, so we ate the fresh snoek that david hauled out the ocean that very morning. quite delicious.
we cruised over to jess's house, and what a place it is. massive garden, pool, big open house. there is nothing not to like. there were a few people there, a few of them i did not know, and some i have not seen in a while. i got chatting to a few, but the entire dynamic was broken up like a junior school disco. circle of girls, circle of guys. although this was circles of couples who knew each other, and then myself, david and chris. so i took a few photos. then david took a few photos. then dane took the camera and took a few photos. i cant actually say if anything els happened other than standing and chatting.
but then we left. back to the flat. where david and i carried on drinking. well chris too. but not for that long. we flipped the rats a few times and took more photos. a lot more photos.
quite a few that i am really happy with. after chris went to bed david and i thought we would try catch last round at a cabana. but it was closed already and we had to walk all the way back up the hill without getting the satisfaction of that final draught. we then had another beer at home before calling it a night.
we had a lazy start to saturday, but then drove through to ballito. we went for a paddle at fruitloops. well not fruitloops itself but really near. it was really small and super shallow. but some fun, glassy, rock bottom waves were had. i got caught on my very first wave and my lesson was learned. rocks are sharp.
after the surf we went back to david's and enjoyed a couple frosty beers with his parents and sister around the bar. i always enjoy my visits to the harris house. good company, good music and cold beers. whats not to like. although this night was a moderately quite one in comparison to how things normally pan out at that bar. we chatted about music and photography and then decided to call it a night.
david and chris went fishing in the morning so i enjoyed a sleep in. i waited for them to return and then we went in search of waves. we found them. at tiffanies. janus and matt were already out. the conditions were perfect and the water was crystal clear. there are not many better ways to spend a morning. i caught myself a few spacey barrels and managed to launch a couple too. so it was definitely a good morning.
we dropped david off, said goodbye to his folks and headed back to the dirt bin. stuffed some chow in ourselves, managed to relax for 10min then went to play soccer. it was our best turn out yet. makes a huge difference i tell you. but you still have to run like a son of a bitch. there were spells of good and bad but it was an extremely fun afternoon.
after soccer matthew v and i went to house of curries, the once awesome hang out which is now overrun by the people of the "jock" variety. so we got a take away and headed home to numb our brains and our sore bodies with some random american television entertainment.
a good weekend.
