Thursday, October 26, 2006

 
Rules- designed to protect- sometimes ourselves, at other times those in power. And, rules are there to be broken, even if only to find out why they are there. `Avoid the Buffet when staying at large Protea Hotels.' This could be one of those rules set as part of a propaganda plot by the BnB Industry, to engender support for quaint aan-ge-naaide lodges run by 50 something woman while their engineer husband brings in the real money. Or, it could be...well there I was. 1 day holiday between training courses on the KZN South Coast. This romantic image of a day in a beach front hotel, is not living up to its expectations- a childhood hangover that romanticises and glorifies hotels. The weather is crap, I am worn down from partying over the weekend and have been travelling for 2 days. In an attempt to find some hidden exotic pleasure over a late breakfast- the epitomy of decadence I fork a pork sausage, lather it in tomatoe sauce and douse it down with hotel coffee. The next 2 days are spent kweezing around, running for the toilet and well feeling pretty kak. Serious advice to those travelling- this rule is for your own good-AVOID THE BUFFET AT LARGE PROTEA HOTELS!!!

Friday, October 13, 2006

 
6footunder had its inaugral surf and meeting on 12 October 2006. Paul, Pierre, Stepan, Ian and late arrival Diekie enjoyed good waves at Long Beach with a lightish off shore picking up the fairly solid four foot swell. Some of the members were spotted fraternising with some tow- in junkies, but as this was a first meeting, no disciplinary action was taken. Paul probably got the most waves with Pierre qualifying for the surfing in the dark award. 6footunder then moved to 7 Gladioli Way for the official launch. Discussion ranged from the merits of the Camps Bay beach girls to sharks and, well, of course waves. It was agreed that we would make Thursday evening 6pm our `meeting' night-by trying to surf together and then a sunset beer. One member is on probation for not drinking beer, and he will be monitored closely. We agreed that no one person had ownership of 6footunder and it would grow as big or stay as small as we wanted- but the ideal would be a smallish `core' (should that be hard core) group and then others. Surf trips were put on the agenda- E.Bay, J.Bay and a catamaran off Madagascar.

Surf Babe arrived and her position may need to be evaluated and her photo removed from the web site. Over a pizza later she said that she had found our conversation boring. Admitedly the conversation at that stage had dropped or risen, depending on your perspective, to talking about the `veins' pulsing in big waves- but although no plans are underfoot to ask her to move out her house, 6footunder may need to replace her as surfbabe-especially after it was found that she does not surf or even get into the sea.

So we will meet on Thursday 19- venue will be dependent on swell and wind-but tentative agreement is Long Beach

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

 
11 October 2006
There was a small 3/4 foot wave at Long Beach, which I enjoyed as the sun set yesterday. But the South Easter howled last night and this morning looked blown out . You may have heard that there was a big fire in the informal housing section of Masiphumele over the weekend. A friend who lives there wanted to build out of bricks, but due to council red tape was told by the not to. Brick houses are much more likeley to withdstand fire than tin and wood. Anyway, so his wood/tin house was burnt down. He has now decided to build a brick house to be safer from fires, then clad it with tin and wood to keep the council happy.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

 
10 October 2006
While Eastern Parts of South Africa are having snow and floods, Cape Town is trying to find its way to summer, but is being held back by icy claws in the wind. Yesterday evening saw an array of surf in Kommetjie. Sunset had become mushy looking, but in the morning the tow in boys were there and it looked clean and big. Long Beach looked about 5-6 foot and the off shore made it look good. Outers was large mush, but inners was a sweet 2-3 foot perfect wave-although it was breaking very far in. Still feeling tired from a lazy, indulgent weekend, I opted for a sunset walk.

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