This is Jakes. What’s there to think about? Just get out there. The dolphins are stealing all the good waves.

John disappeared with the boys (photographer duties – no surfing) and the car and my purse. So I had a quiet morning, just me and the Nomads. Here’s a few photos Ferg took of John surfing Jakes.

By 11am, the wind had changed, and we got John back.

Not deterred by the fact that there is a big yellow ‘Road Closed’ sign on the road to the National Park, John spent time scanning Google Earth for another way to get to the river and the gorges. We drove out to investigate, and despite some genuine determination to beat Parks at their own game, we were finally thwarted in our quest. With our tail between our legs, we went back in to town and fed the local fish the bait that we bought.