Tasmania might not be the first place that comes to mind when you think of surfing destinations, nor the second or third even. It’s cold, unpredictable, and the wild coastline consists of mostly wind chopped swells and overcast rainy days.
Although not always inviting, Tasmania is a surf pioneer’s wonderland, peppered with majestic peaks and lonely, unridden waves.
As a surfer growing up on this island, I was always in awe of the sheer beauty of the places we could ride waves and the journey to get to them. More often than not, we’d find ourselves completely alone, bobbing around in the icy waters, surrounded by towering cliff faces and our pick of whatever rolled through. This is a raw and beautiful place that always has a surprise waiting right around the corner.
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