My favourite part about surfing in New Zealand is the isolation of it all. Even on busy days, on busy beaches*, you have the luxury of space. And just having to manoeuvre around cow pats to walk to the beach is an experience unto itself. The surfing in New Zealand might not be has reliable and as California, Hawaii or Bali, but it lends itself to enjoyment in other ways.
In the summer when the sunlit ours lasted long beyond the end of the work day, we would drive to Tumbledown Bay, about an hour outside of Christchurch. Half way to the bay, while driving through the hills, all phone signal is lost. There’s no connection to the world you left behind for the rest of the afternoon. There’s no queues, only seals, cows, some sheep and your friends to keep you company.
And the best part of the day? The satisfaction of a hot McDonalds meal on the cold drive home.
*Busy in this case means you’re actually sharing the beach with other people who are swimming/surfing within 10 meters of you.
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