After making some mistakes at the Burleigh Classic and letting a fuckin’ pushy Brazilian snake me, I was more than ready to have another crack at the WQS in Newcastle.

My bro Greg and I travelled down in our van, slept in it over night and woke up to 1-2ft waves.

They decide to run the contest…not stoked!  I get busy at the start of the heat and got a couple of OK scores, but two of the 90lb juniors set about tearing the tiny waves to pieces and that was the end of that for me.

Greg went out in his heat and it was pretty much flat for the entire heat.  He got one score but couldn’t back it up to stay in contention.

That’s surf comps for ya though. Can’t make the waves come to ya.

Its been a learning process, but stoked to be on the QS having a crack as both my bro and I have dreamed of doing it ever since we were tiny grommets…