Surfing Tamarama Australia and Hitting the Sydney City Surf Beach during the Cyclone Swell of 2006
Tamarama surf beach is a Sydney city beach, meaning it's close to the heart of Sydney and is relatively accessible to the masses. Tamarama surf beach sits between McKenzies Bay to the north, and Bronte surf beach to the south. Just north of McKenzie's you have Bondi Beach, just to give you an idea since Bondi is relatively known compared to most other Sydney beaches. Tamarama is a small and beautiful bay surrounded by sandstone cliffs. It has a selection of surf breaks that work in most conditions at the right tide. Because it's such a small bay, the rips can be strong so surfing Tamarama in Australia can be tricky. All the spent energy from the incoming and breaking swell, needs to escape back out towards sea. This in turn creates what we call a rip. Rips can be a surfer's friend or foe. A rip can haul you out the back and save you a major paddle effort, or a rip can mean you have to paddle like a biatch going nowhere, or backwards for that matter, just to stay in the take-off zone or outside of the inside where you'll be viciously thumped and rumbled like a mofo in dryer with a blindfold and no air.
Just below we have a 'MUST-WATCH' movie of a couple of local Aussie boys making the most of the 2006 cyclone swell that nailed Sydney, Australia. Unfortunately I was on a tropical island getting barrelled daily for 3 months and missed out! Well, maybe that's not such an unfortunate thing in the scheme of things. Although, when my younger Bro emailed me footage of what was going on with the local stomping ground, once in a lifetime opportunity kinda thing, I nearly jumped a plane home. And if it wasn't for the fact that I was seriously in the middle of nowhere with multiple dodgy boat rides through vicious currents in overloaded ill-equipt floating coffins, followed by death-defying bus rides at speeds that guarantee disaster through mountains and jungle on tracks, sometimes roads, to finally try and catch an inconsistent 4 hour dodgy flight to the next main airport that took a week to pull off the previous time. And that's just half of it. So I decided to stay put and get barrelled in a luke warm tropical fish tank with a chauffer standing by in the channel, and pretend it was simply ludicrous to think I'd make it in time to catch the mother swell, and that the news was old and I was too late to make it....then paddled for the next set and forgot the conversation....
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