A life so isolated the law and public morality can't touch you!
I doubt if we’ll see a family like the Wrights within surfing ever again, at least in my lifetime.
Three surfers on the tour, including a duel world champ, and all of ’em with their own aesthetic. Three unleashed virtuosos romping through a program of standards. What’s not to love?
For added spice, mysterious illnesses derailed two thirds of the pack. These included Owen’s so-rare-it-didn’t-have-a-name delayed brain trauma that resulted in a push for compulsory helmets and Tyler’s potentially career-ending Chronic Fatigue Syndrome.
Lesser known is Owen’s taste for real estate. His portfolio contains a beach house near Lennox (with an indoor swimming pool that meanders through the living room) for which he paid $A1.4 million as a twenty-year-old in 2010, a Federation-style joint in Byron Bay ($A975,000), a townhouse in the surf town of Thirroul on the NSW South Coast ($605,000) and, this, the sprawling mountain hideaway Ahisma, on the NSW South Coast, bought for $A765,000 two years ago and now listed for sale at $A1,190,000.
From the brochure:
The ultimate nature escape, ‘Ahimsa’ offers complete privacy, stunning views and private creek frontage. The perfect place to breathe, unwind and appreciate nature.
The home has been designed to embrace the natural beauty of its environment. A full wall of bifold doors open your living space out to the large ironbark deck, the kitchen offers a servery window out to the covered deck area and even the shower can be open to the outdoors.
Other than the cleared land around the house, the rest of the property is natural rainforest, with your own private path meandering down through the rainforest to Brogers Creek. With very little maintenance required on the property, it is the perfect retreat to relax and enjoy the peace and beauty the property offers.
Even on a cold rainy day, you can snuggle up by the wood fire watching the ever changing landscape from the comfort of your lounge.
While the home embraces nature, modern conveniences have not been forgotten. Power and phone are connected, there is Telstra mobile reception and the kitchen features quality appliances including a dishwasher, gas cooktop and electric oven.
If you’re looking for your own piece of paradise to escape to, you can’t get much better than this.
C’mon, let’s do a little walkthrough.
Like it?
Do you dream of chucking in the big-city life for an existence punctuated by the morning call of native birds, a honey-skinned and undemanding gal lolling around on the futon massaging her clitoral branches, and empty reef breaks?
Come, come, it’s a real-life garden of Eden.
I would like to see photos of the “honey-skinned and undemanding gal lolling around on the futon massaging her clitoral branches” and if its not to much trouble, the ” empty reef breaks “
they would significantly increase my interest in the property
Price of a fixer-upper in Melbourne
oh the wonders of photoshop… ! nice pad though… real nice.
How many blue funnel web spiders do you get with this property? Or eastern brown snakes?
Coffee!
I didn’t know that was a thing!
We see natural rainforest.
Maurice see stringers, naturally.
Most people see pretty shitty bush humpy in pretty shitty bush.
What extraordinary wealth!
Think Owen got an idea from JJF…get a boat and get out of the Matrix!
No worries, free food , surf, peace and no fucking cunts telling you to work!
Except his missus
hello this is Derek Rielly Real Estate, how may i help you today sir? oh did you say you were a ex pro surfer and you hate the wsl but love all night parties with strippers and cocaine, we ll we have just the right house for you today sir….
Does it come with a torture-dungeon? It’s apparently the latest must-have Mod Con for people with spare money to Fritzl away.
Thats installed at his Lennox abode,
invites only to CTers
so u outa luck boyo..
Humph! I’ll purchase another baddy-lair elsewhere then.
I’ll need room for submarines, missile launchers, a pit of Komodo dragons and an quiver room for a team of stealth SUPing bikini killers.
Sounds like a Keller für Helter Skelter ? Ps Thunderbirds are go !
That reminds me of one of my favourite jokes. It’s not very PC but it is seasonal.
Did you hear about Joseph Fritzl’s daughter’s advent calendar?
Every time she opened a door he slammed it shut and raped her.
Not even a chocolate ! What a cunt ……
I’m somewhat disturbed by your use of the word ‘favourite’.
I’m sure that could be unpacked elsewhere.
That’s funny if your a sick cunt I guess
Duel world champion? Does that mean pistols at ten paces, or is Tyler the more swashbuckling type with the sabre?
Fake Taxi
25,000 sqM (2.5 hectares or 6 acres) of bush with a luxury one bed-room wooden shack. Looks pricey. I suppose if you are rich and think the world is going to end, its a good place to be a survivalist, grow some beans & potatoes and store guns & gold. Hire a local black-tracker to hunt for you in the neighboring national park & its returning to Australia 230 years ago. Such is the rise & fall of “civilisations”.
http://www.slapmagazine.com…
What’s the beachgrit insider info say on this?
Umm we need more facts?
Said no one ever
I couldn’t possibly buy it with a ridiculous name like ‘Ahisma’.
Makes me feel like there should be a room in the house dedicated to Pulmicort inhalers.
Get the spelling right Derek – its Ahimsa – sanskrit for not causing harm….. no such ting as ahisma, shurley
I’m glad I stayed in school… right?
I’m glad I have 100k uni debt!
I’m glad I went to uni in France .
oh, you have been brainwashed no? Franco/german eurovision? (kidding)
There I was ,8 years old enjoying the 70s in suburban Sydney and POP ! SURFING appeared from nowhere , like my own personal Big Bang , dragging a shy kid out of the house , off the land and over the seas ………outwards like the ever expanding universe .
Bush fire haven indeed – but it has a stream so you could run the buckets up from there!!
Hey Tom, I was down your neck of woods today with family.
Hit Dezza up for my email
(If that’s OK Derek? Sorry for hassle)
We can meet up with Surfads and I’ll embarrass the fuck out of you both at Pogos. (“Nah, we don’t know him, he just started talking to us on the beach. I know… what a kook” etc)
Shit I was chatting to a guy randomly today at redhead – could have been you??
Nah wasn’t me. I was the quiet sullen one. On the left.
This guy was 6’4 so thought was you!!!
I’m 5’ 6” in a push-up bra.
I was on beach with civilians. Pushing my kids into ankle-highs on Kmart booger. Was looking at even the adult-learners with envy. Better waves than I had at dawn-patrol today!
I was shouting at the pathetic weak line-up from the lookout
Are you a life-saver / clubby?
Fuck no champ – I was shouting from the lookout second creek
I sat on the rock with the shark tower for a while.
Green rashie+very uncool bucket hat.
I’ve flicked dez an email – we will compare sledges at some stage!!!
Excrement!!!
“You don’t have to be a lonely middle-aged saddo to love BG”
Or
Sargent Derek’s Lonely Heart’s Club Band.
Hahaha good chat indeed, lads. I hope you can cross waves tomorrow yet!
I tell ya, regional BG secret tree-house clubs could be a powerful force in today’s uncertain climate.
Built with a crows nest, the better to see dar sorts with an axe to grind.
« It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way………… »
A Tale of Two Cities – Charles Dickens
The SE-Queensland/Northern NSW Chapter is having it’s inaugural meeting at the Quikky/Roxy Pro next year. Attendees must register, in order to receive one of 9 t-shirts with a single letter on the front, in the mail and must meet up to spell ‘Beach Grit’ on the jump off rock at Round 1, Heat 1. That should get the attention of the Woozle official sponsor coordinator.
Could I get C for cunt shirt?? Bit further sth but would happily travel
Sold. We will need an extra person though. I forgot that we’ll need a ‘!’.
I double dare you.
Sorry fellas we can’t see your emails anymore due to disqus upping the privacy settings…
But may I suggest Tom be holding a red rose and Channelbottom wear a tuxedo tomorrow morning 10am at Second creek lookout.
I’ve loved roses ever since Speaker i’ll spread the petals down the pathway good idea
Lovely to see our CB at the conclusion of his spiritual journey , passing through the pearly gates of the ancestral home of THE CHANNELBOTTOM at Red Head , greeted by Tom , who never doubted , with rose petal and a packet of Col Smith’s Crisps ?
S’OK Negs, I’ve pestered poor Dezza previously via email.
I should just set up a burner to establish contact with you goons, while weeding out the scammers.
Sadly I don’t think I can use the family motor tomorrow and my tuxedo is in the wash.
The great French Comedian Coluche said :
« Mon père disait toujours : dans la vie y’a pas de grand , y’a pas de petit ; la bonne longueur pour les jambes , c’est quand les pieds touchent bien par terre. «
My Father always said : In this life there are no Big , no Small ; The right length for legs , is when the feet are firmly touching the ground .
Clitoral branches ☝🏾😜
They’re a miracle of design!
Sounds like Brigadoon ?
Tell him he’s dreaming.
I’d give him 850 and to throw in an eight ball, that’s it.
The magic eight-ball?
No, the shitty one M-Rod snorts before he bothers Tanner.
i think maybe he gazed into the clever one, saw Tanner’s disqualification etc.