Groundswell: The CS Story

Gone. It's finally gone! All of the text is now with our printer for the first publication of Christian Surfers history entitled Groundswell. Its been a long time writing...about 35 years in fact!

The past four months have been focused and the last four weeks manic! We are also producing a coffee-table picture book and poor Aaron has cleaned and scanned over 1000 images!

Well, Gill says I have to be careful cos' I could die now and the book at least would endure so one less reason for God to keep me here...is there more behind that?? Thanks to the 120 people I sourced quotes from - there's no way I could use them all!

A website has been launched to promote the book: www.groundswellbook.com. This is an interactive site - we would love you to head there and share your CS story too!

We need your help to see this book printed!

Unless we raise another $19,000 through our Kickstarter fundraising campaign in the next 25 days we won't be able to afford to print! This a unique and fun way to pre-order the book, get some goodies and help us make sure it gets printed!

Please visit http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/csinternational/groundswell-the-christian-surfers-story and contribute!

Attached are a few of my favourite pics you can expect to see in the book.

Our Australian launch is October 19th in Sydney, with others happening around key centres. The international launch will be in Hawaii at our international conference on November 8th.

The Desert

After a flight across Australia and then another 10 hours drive north from Perth we set up camp in the early morning at a place I had never been to... 

Red Bluff was on my surfing bucket list and did not disappoint!

Big, scary waves hit us on Wednesday, August 8th and I creased my board first wave. Since I was disappointing in the courage department, it was a good excuse to sit in the channel and watch big barrels and courageous desert rats threading them. At least I thought I was in the channel until a 12' clean up set took me out and cleanly snapped the creased board in such a way paddling it had the nose slapping my forehead. 

There was diving in aqua blue water; red dust four-wheel driving dodging spinifex grass; clouds of stars stretched across the milky way; cold desert nights around the camp fire; team cooking with all the camping mod-cons; fun left-handers at turtles, and the odd turtle;  brilliant sunsets over the ocean; and great company of godly guys as time slowed down.

Yep I would go again...apart from the shark attack there a few days ago.