We travelled back down the road, through Auckland to the sleepy surf town of Raglan. Google maps sent us on a scenic route through the rural hinterland- apparently Kiwi road builders were paid by the turn! But as you pass down through the hilly countryside you emerge by the sea.
We were booked in for surf lessons with the laidback crew at Raglan surf school a great decision. Our multinational group included Germans, Irish, French, and a couple of Kiwis for good measure. After a quick run through of local conditions we headed for the black sand beach. While the waves were not crashing in at the famed left-hand break, they were plenty big enough for us and it was our best session to date. Megs and Liam hopped up each time and even threw in some turns. In Liam’s case, he did a 360 on the board. Boatie and I caught a number or solid waves as well. They provided me with a nice longboard, which I managed to walk along on a couple of rides. The highlight though was when all four of us rode in on the same wave!
Our surf adventure finished off with a late brunch and coffee in town.
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