A cold foggy Sunday morning

Was what we woke up to on the tablelands where winter is coming, so Henri, Oliver and I jumped in the car and headed down the coast. The forecast was for surf.  Henri took a couple of photos but I was in too much in a hurry to get into the water to document the perfect lines rolling in. Three hours later I was surfed out and the boys were ready for fish and chips and the drive home. Perfect.