Passengers: Jeffrey Holzers, Xavier Bouquillard, Dan Wonkesy, Graham Wilkie, Lucas Curathers, Warren Swanston, Graham Osmars, Greg Waight, Karl Wokiski, Gary Elkerton
Kong was back, he had corralled Wonksey, Karl, and a gaggle of others. Swell was looking great at the start. Fishing gear, beer, and a bucketful of stories tall and thick…all check.
Would the wind co-operate this time?
Sail away. Southerly winds were predominant again this trip. The trick was to find those clean spots as Mother Nature shifted between SE and SW.
The lefts were all covered. But it was the rights, the famous and under estimated that made the trip. Wonksey was ripping. His backhand attack only matched by Swany and Kong. Karl did his smashingly best to keep up. Greg had the day of days after catching his first large fish and pulling into and making his first barrel. The 2 Grahams’ laughed aloud between surfs and stories. Xavier filed fins and changed directions all over every wave he could lay his rails on. Lucas, quietly slotted his count and slotted himself in the process. Spock, when not lamenting G-land, showered hack ability over all who paddled past.
It was on one particular Southern voyage, as the Barrenjoey bashed her way into wind and swell, that I completed my read of Kong's new autobiography. What a moving read! Surf history rolled with riveting yarns by a surfer that has been there and has not held back. Check it out.