this is how the weekend hoots

ok qantas, you’ve sold me.

i’m sitting here at sydney airport sucking free power, free wap and free beer.

sweet.

it’s a great way to live i guess (for those of us without feminine distractions)…i’ve just busted through 4 days in sydney…a lot of work and a bit of gym - all with the idea that the weekend is going to hoot and hoot hard. the surf is shaping up to be 5 foot plus, although i’m crossing the fingers that these 20 knot southerlies abate a bit. that’d be great. but i’m heading south to the farm after work tomorrow, and i’m going to bust out the newly de-nuded ‘roxanne’ and hammer in some super seshes the weekend long (roxanne pics below). it should be great. i’m already excited (i’ve been excited since i laid down the spray job last saturday night!).

on the subject of hooting, i’ve been having chats with a senior bloke from work, and he’s a former senior vp who canned it all to take up a smaller manager/designer role so he could spend more time surfing and hanging with mates. what a legend. here’s to a whole lot more of that!!!

an excited bear, out.