The view as you walk up to relax at the pool...
A forgotten right grinds down the beach.
Nothing like haveing a cold Toña and wathing the sunset!
Right bowl, Fraggly Tree sandar.
Afternoon colors, Sanctuary style.
The local mascot will shoot the breeze with you.
Surf check at Battleship Rock.
Golden hour at 9 degrees North.
House rules, call your shot!
It happens more often than you'd like to think.
Moving the cattle and oxen for a feed...
Plenty of these all around the Sanctuary.
Off she goes, back to the mooring for the night...
An interesting left, think you could make that section?
Don't ask, Scott named it.
Light winds and pumping swell.
Good style- never gets old.
Shralping, that guy kills it.
A little foreplay on the beach never hurts.
Can you loose yourself in the colors? Yes I say, yes.
Always one that gets away
No comment neccessary.
Quite possibly the sickest surf ride of all time!