Bondi had a fleeting moment of brilliance this morning—a narrow window where it was properly cooking. Before the fresh south groundswell muscled in, two shallow banks served up hollow little drainers, spitting tubes out, with only a handful of honkies.
The new swell is now flowing in, steamrolling the banks and shutting it all down. If you blinked, you missed it.
Chilly start too, yeah? That icy westerly was cutting through at dawn. You know winter’s nearly here when your toes get numb on the sand crossing.
Also—at 2PM today, my drone auction wraps up. I paid six grand. Current bid Two-K. Someone’s gonna score.
Adios amigos,
:: ugios
