Death in the Afternoon.
We surfers, we brave daughters and sons of Poseidon, are well acquainted with the many risks hiding in that ocean blue. Waves, large angry waves, hoping to drown us. A novel Coronavirus making haste on its saline mist. Other surfers, hearts hardened by greed, hoping to watch us drown.
Sharks, untamed lust in their eyes and appetites craving the bones of our feet.
Etc.
We play Russian Roulette with every paddle but have accepted our fates with steely resolve.
Come what may, come what may.
The same cannot be said for beach going families who think of that same ocean blue as a benevolent mother. A life-giving, life-affirming Pleasure Palace where fun is but a splash away.
Fun or a missing limb.
And here we witness, exclusively, a terror from the deep coming within striking distance of two fathers and three sons enjoying an autumn afternoon five hours north of Sydney very near Crescent Head, that soft but iconic point.

The make, model, of the shark is unknown and there is some debate surrounding. It could be a sand tiger, bronze whaler, bull, maybe even a nurse.
Two will rip a grown man in half and feast on his intestines to say nothing of a tasty child. Two can be petted like dolphins in a marine-themed amusement park.
Russian Roulette with a four chambered pistol and two bullets.
The shark stayed in the shallows for much of the day while the fathers taught their sons the joys of fishing, mothers looked on happily.
Watching them.

The mullet are currently running on this stretch of coast and teeming with sharks. There have been tons of sightings. A squad of bronze whalers were spotted up the beach the other day, a ten-foot hammerhead, Whites, packs of six-to-eight-foot shovel nose sharks, long-tailed tuna jumping out of the surf. A woman had her foot tasted at Crescent Head just yesterday.
Scary times.
Terrifying even.
But we surfers, we bold sons and daughters of Neptune, continue to live the shred life.
Unstoppable and rad.
Lurk…Lurk…Lurk!!! Maim and devour!! What bullshyt.
haha that level of purity would have you on the shitter in no time flat!
These posts seem to indicate you might be back on the blow? If so how would you rate the quality? I have a sick need to be triggered by reports of quality boliviano still existing.. while personally abstaining.
Mullet run is a great time of year. The fisho’s put out their nets and post up on the headland waiting for the first run. They sit around a fire sipping coffee, booze, prob red bull nowadays, just camping out. Having a time. Then when the run comes through they’ll take off down the beach and haul in the nets. Tens of thousands of mullet plus whatever else is unlucky enough to be swimming past. I’ve seen Sharks, dolphins, lots of good eating fish. You can take whatever you want if you’re there. Mullet are fucking gross though.
But still, the fisho’s, they have a great time.
The good old days when camping at Broken Head. You didn’t need bait, just a tailor rig (4 gang hooks and a medium sinker) to hurl into the school of floundering mullet trying to get away from the pelagics and sharks seaward side, so running right up to the shore. Saw a guy jag about 20 in ten minutes. If only they didn’t taste like dirt…
See the haul at Blacksmiths last week? Been plenty of jumpers last week or so.. urghhh..
I didn’t but yeah it’s that time of year. Just saw a pilot whale cruise past flat rock which was a first
It is for sure. Duck dove through a school of.. whatever on Monday, sketched me out pretty good..
Awesome! close in? The hole has been so packed any hint of a wave lately.
Yeah few metres off the back. Seen a lot of stuff out there before but that was a first.
Crowd wasn’t so bad off the rock today. It’s a magical angle for it too, few leg burners going right through
Stoked you got a few!
Yeah I’ve seen some interesting stuff there and Grouper, more when I was younger. I actually haven’t surfed Flatty in ages.
I’m at work til 1430 but hoping what there is sticks around til after then..
It all depends on the point of view of the observer …… In France I have discussed philosophy with schools of mullet , sharing waves and plankton bobbing in the rip bowls for hours while in Oz I really am hoping that they will piss off as soon as possible to the next bank or beach ! Hope that covers your mullet ?
I like mullet.
Halfway through a breakfast beer and about to have a quick chat with ‘william’…
Love that wave.
Can see at least a shark a day appear on Dorsal Shark Reports for Crescent Head.
Same. Gets written off as a mal wave fairly easily. Super sharky..I don’t have that app anymore. I really really don’t want to know.
I’m 54…I have no shame riding a mal.
Can get the report on FB. I get notices on my FB page.
Liked the swapping of Poseidon at the beginning with Neptune at the end. Genius. And Crescent Head is so iconic that I’ve never heard of it. Stealth siiiiiiiick. #shredlyfe #dontshredthecommentsthough #sonsofposeidon #daughtersofposeidontoo #alsoneptune #ohyeah #sharks #bronzewhalers #foundbythelakeinwisconsin #youknowwhatimean #surfers #davincis #thelastsupperakaelo #whothefuckhashtagsanymore #yourmomthatswho
Crescent is the first North Coast Long Sandy Point Break Right Hander , easily accessible, on the sacred pilgrimage of Sydney Surfers to the religious treasures beyond ….. Though an absolutely beautiful spot , one is much more likely to get hit by a wayward leach less log lost by a hipster or hit in the head by a flying golf ball emanating from the course on the headland than get a 1 second head dip tube . This is definitely not Kirra !
Never stopped at Newcastle.
Just OAK at Hexham.
Remember
You used to have to go thru Kurri Kurri.
Peats Ridge and Wyong too .