thaya wrote:At one point I did actually think that I was completely insane as the shoredump was higher than me, so I turned back, sat down and watched it for another 10 mins.
Then I decided that having just driven 50mins and got into my wetsuit I may as well give it a go... after all, all the blokes out back were having a blast.
I drove two and a half hours to k-bay yesterday, sat and watched it for two hours, discussed the options with some locals, then accepted (as I'd known two hours earlier) that it was death in there over the reefs, and it was time to go home.
Disappointed, but very much alive, I drove two and a half hours home.
Now, trying not to moralise or sound a smug flesher, but - Get rid of the immortality complex and realise that the ocean doesnt care and you'll drown if you go out in conditions you cant handle. Sometimes you have to walk away. Lecture over.
Give it a little while, maybe wait until its a warm spring day when its fun rather than scary, and get back in there.
And pick somewhere without a beachdump. They hurt.