the rock island line
This way I’ll know where to find it …
Dec 2
The council is installing a set of traffic lights in Byron’s main street.
The locals are aghast at the prospect.
But no worries, says the mayor – all the lights will stay green.
… How we laughed.
Someone should tell Janek how good sand tastes in a lobster morney when there's a thirty knot southerly blowing ashore
Without the uniforms they are just like us .. with them, they become something else.
Byron Bay, part of the Paradise Nation where all is love and gentleness and the giving out of good vibes.
These were the times we lived in, when surfing relationships were both inter-generational and intricately intertwined in an atmosphere of mutual trust and understanding.
Surfing in the 50's and 60's was a fraught business
various conditions and rules that govern a man's enjoyment of the waves