Tomorrow I will be jetting off to Europe again. One of the things I really miss about Australia when I am gone is the beach. I grew up living beside one of the best beaches in the world, Main Beach on Queensland’s Gold Coast. I went back to my childhood beach for a swim before heading off.
I like to get up early to walk along the water’s edge before diving into the waves. It had rained all night and the sun struggled to appear through the mist, but finally it was beaming down on the early morning beach fans.
Col, the wormer, was out and about and Bob, a fisherman I have met before was trying his luck.
Southport surf lifesavers were practising their moves.
The water was cold, but after the first dive into the waves it’s great. I will keep that feeling with me until I get back in November.
