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Beers Before Pedra

Pedra Branca, Portugal

Athlete(s): Danny Griffiths / Photos: Andrew Chisholm

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Andy Chiz made the call. We were all so unsure, but hit it anyway thinking even if we don’t surf it’ll be good fun trip anyway. We all left for the two-hour drive to Southport the night before to sleep on the boat. It took a few hours to load the boat and play rock paper competing for the best beds.

Main man, ‘Big Harry’, had the only 4WD so he had to launch the skis one-by-one off the beach so we could get them onto the boat. It must’ve been annoying as we were too busy listening and laughing to Jinkta’s (Jakson Devine) weird stories – Good work Haz! About 11.30pm we finally got to sleep.

About 4am we rose to Andy (chiz) , Sandy (Ryan) and Marti’s (Paradisis) voices. I could hear Sandy frothing out like normal so we decided to hit the open ocean. Some of us took ginger tablets for the rocky ride, but some regrettably didn’t. We steamed for four to five hours or so until we finally made it.

It was 20ft onshore, the boat was rocking and everyone was feeling a tad gooey. So we all tried to relax and eat food to keep our minds off the swaying boat. Hour-by-hour we watched as the winds stayed strong. By 2pm it was a quiet boat with captain Daves wacked out sea songs playing though repeat with some over sized ciggies burning away.

Sandy and Jink were both burley-ing up with their vomit. Everyone was getting so edgy and we all started wigging out wanting to go home. There was some long and deep conversations about the waves and winds and other strange subjects...

While we hung about we had a barbie and some beers to calm the nevers sitting on the top deck enjoying the arvo sun. Alex (zadda) lead the charge on the Carlton dry fusion stubbies.

About those waves...

We were all five beers down when the winds backed off and the waves started to look surfable. Before we knew it, James (Hollmer Cross) and Marti were suiting up and we thought ‘shit, we should probably stop drinking’. Then the horizon went dark and big lines came through. We were all yelling and pointing out the back as Marti got the ball rolling with a big bomb. He did so well to get down it, there was wind steps all over it and he was going so fast. He got all the way to the end. It was still so windy but Marti made it look rideable. So Tyler (hollmer cross) mikey (brennan) and I started throwing on our gear and putting the skis in the water, half-drunk by the way and got amongst it. We all got three or four waves each including some heavy wipeouts.

We had about an hour before dark to get the skis back on. Everyone was back on the beers and Ash Hollick had another barbie ready for us for tea before driving away from that little rock (Edddystone point). Captain Dave got us back to the jetty about 12am, which felt like only a one hour ride as the beers where spot on. Sandy had the biggest grin on his face as he was the first to jump off the boat and lie on the jetty stoked to be on solid ground. Everyone was frothing as we unpacked the boat. It turned out to be an epic trip with epic crew, a trip that’ll always be one to remember.