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Dawn Service

The forecast looked OK – just. A weekday. Worth a shot. We leave home early with thick grime in our mouths. The drive is two long hours down winding dirt roads, woven into steep ranges and pine forest. Our arrival at the coast is marked by a wiff of cow stink in the carpark. It’s…

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The Wager

The waves are no good here in the afternoons. It’s blown out. So you find things to do, and you laze. You drink beers because the sun is hot and the beers are cold. On this afternoon, with the swell building, a mate puts his hand up: “if each of you puts in 100 coins,…

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