A photo taken by my Mother of Bells Beach
Well the past few days have been a marathon of non-stop committment by me and Fulla. Tuesday saw 16 hours of surfing between us, with some very enticing waves to be found at Mullaz. Four hours of sleep later and we were smuggled into a car travelling north at great speed. Mr Bell had vallently offered to take us to Lancelin for the day. While the first look at the Back Beach was horrifying, we forced ourselves to paddle out anyway, and Belly forced his girlfriend to film us. Amazingly, we actually got a decent session. After a visit to the shop, and a perculier encounter between Fulla and one of the local girls, we headed home. Beers on the beach topped off a memorable day.
The next day saw a repeat mission to Lancelin, but with a different crew and different waves. Large, inpredictable waves at Eddy Island were conquered before Fulla apparantly saw a shark and we all bolted in fear. Cheers for the ride Taylor.
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