The North Shore
We hadn't quite done justice to the island of Oahu and we needed a trip to the surfers paradise that is, the North shore. Under normal circumstances if Kate and I needed a car we'd end up with a brand spanking new impala, we leave it to Tom, Dave and Matt (new recruit too young to feature in boozy photos) and what do they bring back? A Jeep that resembles a piece of crap, has lost the will to lock itself, and the only security we have is plastic velcro windows. Regardless it DID make it to the North Shore and we had a day spent watching the surfers, with the lads even having a go. Each one of them seemed to start out on the boogie board, reach the water, then were flung 10ft high into the waves. Wonderful.
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