On Easter Sunday morning, I thankfully, partially woke about 5.30. I forced myself to look through the curtains to check the day and was greeted by a molten sky. I was immediately awake, donning clothes and jumping on my bicycle for the 3 km ride to Snapper Rocks.
My view of the Tweed River inlet on the way.
I was racing to catch the sunrise. This surfer had another wave on his mind.
The ensuing time spent looking to the east was sheer bliss, as the sky danced with ever changing colour and the waves sluggishly rolled in, dumping their full load in spectacular fashion, time after time.
Surfers, watching for the next good swell.
They didn't have to wait long. It was exhilarating to watch. How must it feel to actually catch a wave.
This is the scene I watched time and time again.
Rainbow Bay is to the left of Snapper Rocks [above] and as I cycled home, gave a much calmer scene.
Alas, someone hadn't had a successful morning.
Midmorning I returned to the next bay to have a swim with my son. [Coolangatta Beach]
What an awesome view, as we headed into the surf. With a water temperature of 22C and air temperature of 25C, we were surrounded by laughing, swimming, diving, body boarding, happy holiday makers.
Just 2 weeks since our devastating floods, this weather couldn't have been more perfect.
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