A midday hotel check out and departure on Monday saw our sailors a little dusty and vague, but keen as beans to get this tour on the way and onward to some places with waves. Stopped for lunch at Subway and a vintage trash and treasure hunt, which saw Thomas snag himself some fine new headwear (instantly customised by the man himself). Our Renault rides make eight-to-ten hours on the road fly by, and it’s smooth sailing on cruise control watching the occasional ep of The Mighty Boosh and Family Guy on the RT lappy. Crib at Matty Ryan’s for two nights (what a leeeeeegend!) and score some fun beachies at Johanna prior to the premiere at Southern Guns Surf Store. An epic crew of local cats turn out and we’re two prems down.