Riding the waves - the little lioness

Riding the waves

Up and down, sometimes huge waves that crash over me, that stop me breathing, dragging me down.

Or just bopping, the occasional hit in the head with a body board gone astray, but just getting gently sunburnt.

gorgeous day at the beach

Yeah, I’m crap at metaphors :p

Now what?

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  1. Dermott Banana
    December 4, 2012 at 11:43 am

    Just remember – there are millions of people out there who will never understand the surf you picture, at the glorious beach you’ve pictured.
    They’ll never experience the high of having a huge wave, a ten-footer pick them up from the sand and lift them into the sky.
    And they’ll never be captured by that ten-footer, or the next one, and slammed into the sand, pummelled underwater until they emerge halfway back to the high water mark.
    Merewether Beach – where the best of us learnt life has highs and life has lows, and whichever extreme has got you today is far better than a life where every day is glass-like smoothness, such as you might find on a quiet day on the nearby Lake.

  2. December 5, 2012 at 3:19 pm

    xx

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