I knew that it was going to be a bit over 2 weeks straight with no days off and out in the middle of nowhere at a mining town in qld.
Waking up in the pitch black going to work mixing mud and carrying bricks around all day untill the sun went down. The best part of my day was hearing the word SMOKO.
It wasn't all bad times. Even though my hands look like they have been in a cheese grater and i cant bend my back anymore there was definetly some funny times. The boys i were working with were legends and i met some funny characters around the place. Got to experince the nightclub in the town that is open once every 2 weeks, had a few sly wins on the pokies and had a wild day at the local Moranbah yearly Race day.
It was the longest time ive spent not seeing the ocean thats not from an injury. Sometimes i think we all need a little break from our passion to realise how much we really do love it. It was quite a wake up call that i really want to make the most of bodyboarding and never have to be a tradie!
