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Posts from the ‘Mona Vale’ Category

boat-builders, sailors, stories of the roaring 40’s

They are unlike surfers these men, they never talk about loving the sea.

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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.

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the remembering and the telling

catching waves, where does it feel best - in the remembering or in the telling

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ocean racing yachts, an insider’s view

100 foot long, 40 knots and into the weather -

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Old roads and rivermouths

One year out of school and centuries distant from discipline and firm order - blessed with the euphoria of the road.

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windsurfing, jaws and the karaoke misunderstanding in dongguan

why food and drink and karaoke are a dangerous combination

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china, the first night

Shintao beer is what’s left of Carlsberg’s disappointing venture into the Chinese boozer market, and since then China has given the krauts the arse, grabbed the formulae, increased the flavour, increased the alcohol content, increased the bottle size, and decreased the price.

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two fifties

About three months ago we hired him to fare the hull of some billionaire’s Maxi yacht, together with about twenty others, and with payday being Thursday it did not take long to see the damage he was doing to himself on Friday and Saturday.

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mona vale surfclub, and eric the caretaker

‘ Have a f.cken look at this will yez! Those f.cken c.nts must live up to their ears in shit to be able to make a f.cken mess like this. F.cken dunno why the f.cken committee keeps f.cken doin’ this, all they f.cken do is f.cken break every f.cken thing every f.cken time. C.nts! '

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dinner on the manning: whiting with honey and chili dust

Frank introduced us to the River the day after we took him home from the Harrington pub, the day he had been beaten insensible by the three dark men who had travelled up from Sydney looking for the local plantation. Three bikers.

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