As long as I can remember living in Australia, Autumn has held a special place in the seasonal pantheon. Its arrival heralds a departure from the humid stickiness of late summer and its curse of inconsistent waves and prevalent Easterly onshore winds. Don’t get me wrong, there is a lot to like about summer with its burning skies, board shorts, bikinis, crowds and erm..blue bottles but in terms of surfing, it is the poor cousin to every other season, especially Autumn.
Autumn promises restful sleep in temperate nights that unfold to southerly swell trains groomed by early westerlies. The morning crispness belying the still warm waters yet to make it’s winter migration back to the tropics. The minimal neoprene combined with daylight savings ensures the pre-work warrior in all of us get a piece of the action. Happy days
Is there a better surf season?
Has spent over 30 years of his middle aged life trying to spend more time in the ocean. Likes to surf, bodysurf, free dive and pretend he enjoys chasing big waves.