Spontaneous Surf Adventures.

Spontaneous Surf Adventures.

Spontaneous surf trips can be the makings of lifelong friendships and memories. One of our original GSN ambassadors, Alanna Patison shares her spontaneous surf trip journal with us.

Alanna Patinson

We had the idea of an overnight surf trip to a spot just a few hours north of Newcastle (on the East Coast of Australia). It was with two of my good friends Philzy and Sarah. One morning we realised that none of us were working the next day, so why not take advantage of that! When we finished work that afternoon we spent no more than 30 minutes packing the car with essentials for a quick road trip to Treachery camp on the NSW Coast.

The Trechery surf camp is in bushland and part of a quite town. It’s known as a great surf location on south swells. Trechery has a camping ground in walking distance from the beach. Although it’s not too far from Newcastle City, Trechery is pretty remote when you get out there. We were excited to escape the city beaches, camp amongst good company and surf some uncrowded waves. The car trip was just the beginning. We literally let our hair down while cruising through the national parks and bushland to get to our surf camp.

Alanna Patinson, Philipa Anderson

Alanna Patinson, Philipa Anderson

With enough light left in the sky we had time to put up the tent, say hi to our neighbours and get the fire going. After our campsite was set up we had just enough light left to head to the dunes for a surf check and take in the setting sun. The surf didn’t look too awesome after a full day of on-shore winds. There was still a bit of size in it though, with some good 3-4ft waves coming through. On seeing that, we were excited for the day ahead.

Alanna Patinson, Philipa Anderson

We headed back to our campsite to toast a few sandwiches over the fire. We could tell Philzy wasn’t the most experienced at campfire cooking. Her sandwich went from toasty, to extra crispy pretty quick!

Alanna Patinson, Philipa Anderson

When camping, a pillow is usually one of the most important things to pack. Sadly, we forgot ours in the rush. So a few spare clothes and a dry wetsuit shoved into a bag did the trick. The next morning we were all suddenly woken up by the sound of a crying baby… Which turned out to be a bird. You hear a lot when camping. None the less, the wake up call at dawn was what we needed. The Trechery lineup was clean but closing out so we headed a little further north to Boomerang Beach.

Alanna Patinso, Philipa Anderson

Alanna Patinson, Philipa Anderson

Philzy caught the first wave. She went left, did a bottom turn and in the corner of her eye she noticed a pretty decent sized shark not far from us. “Shark!” she screamed before kicking out and waving me into shore. We both got back onto dry land unharmed. We thought it was best to stay out of the water for a while. We did eventually go back in the water, taking turns on photo duties before heading back to the camp at Trechery.

The roads on the way back to the camp are through some of the most beautiful bushland. We had the windows down, music up and were excited to get back to Trechery. When we did arrive we saw some pumping left-handers rolling through with only a few guys out in the lineup. That afternoon we all caught some awesome waves. Sarah surfed with a cruisy, stylish flow. Philzy on the other-hand has a very explosive style. She has a pretty big air game that I got to see first hand. I caught a few sweet lefts that I’ll remember for a long time.

Alanna Patinson, Philipa Anderson

Alanna Patinson, Philipa Anderson

Alanna Patinson, Philipa Anderson

Alanna Patinson, Philipa Anderson

Alanna Patinson, Philipa Anderson

Driving back out the dirt road we could tell it was well worth the effort of exploring around the coast. There were smiles on each of our faces and we were already reminiscing about the trip.

Philzy’s trusty Holden got us to each remote location, across bumpy dirt roads and long trecks through bushland. This was the vehicle for another successful impromptu surfing adventure which got us back home with some sand left on our feet and salt in our hair.

What are you waiting for? Get out there!

Peace and love.
Alanna Patison

2017-03-14T07:08:07+00:00

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