bearing down
four chapters
Posts from the ‘Mona Vale’ Category
Mar 19
Apr 15
what you need in order to get a good job is a solid employment record. like mine.
No drinks before five and no drugs before midday. This is basic. No shoes, no haircuts. No shaving. No worries.
mona vale – a litany of strange company
A dispassionate look at the friends we have to surf with. Herewith a list of malcontents from Mona vale.
Mar 1
being a surfer and losing condition. the wetsuit zip.
This ocean sport has no rules and no joining fees - it's open slather out there and egos play with whales.
the road trip –
This year he wants a shot at Lennox and the longer the bastard talks the bigger the chance is that we will actually take him out there.
the warriewood cave club
Warriewood sucks ... !
That's what I yelled out as he sprinted past me, back around to the guillotine's take-off. We kind of knew eachother.
the engine fitter
Wordless, he beat Vince insensible, and then left him by the roadside. Roadkill.
mona vale – a slide show
The man had grabbed at the girls' bikini bottom and yanked it off.
harry’s christmas
Harry did not see himself as a diarist. He wrote to be able to know men better. To understand.
lismore and the road to the sea
The provincial town, girls on horseback and another dead man.
boat-builders, sailors, stories of the roaring 40’s
They are unlike surfers these men, they never talk about loving the sea.
the rhodesian swimmer
Years ago somebody put names to those two boulders that define the way out off the Mona Vale pool when the conditions are too big to contemplate paddling out from the beach.
the remembering and the telling
catching waves, where does it feel best - in the remembering or in the telling
