A recent trip back to Aotearoa (NZ), surfed my home break at Sandy Bay Northland...a beautiful country bay, 4 dudes out head high , off shore and perfect, those with a country and rural up bringing will relate, SUPs are rare and are looked upon as a curiosity, everyone was just hooting each other onto the waves regardless of what they were riding

"Welcome home"
Soothing and cool, water flowing clean and blue, true northland welcome home so true...ebb and flow memories so long ago now familiar once again alive , country soul so clean and true...very much Northland, Ruakaka, Pautua bar, Sandy bay and of course Waipu...
The paddle out the back with sets head high, clean blue and indeed brisk as I duck dive...hold my breath then...sigh, that loving fresh air I breath so deep and smile welcome home, Haere mai, Haere mai...
I contemplate this new but familiar feeling, contradictions abound from Noosa to the GC, Queensland so far away...to northland, Aotearoa or land of the long white cloud...from busy, crowded, happy but... "my wave, my wave, look at me" smiles or frowns all round... compete for wave after wave, take, take, take, but wait...here in Aotearoa, Northland, silence except for the sea, so gentle, clean but so empty, silent, clean, no greed and free...
Welcome home indeed, as I drop so perfect, cylindrical, so clean and blue, glide and flow, rise and drop, top turn and spray a little head dip...a gentle Mother Nature caress as she lets me go, my smile so deep, oh welcome home bro, welcome home indeed.