We awake to the sun rising over the tent, the waves crashing on the shore ever so gently or like a sonic boom depending on the swell, the goats bleating (calling out) at the top of the hill, and the smell of the ocean breeze. Every morning we sit in our camping chairs enjoying a french press of fresh coffee watching the hundreds of whales breaching and flapping their tails from the horizon to the cove of Red Bluff as they headed north and now south with new calves, dolphins playing in the cove, surfers catching waves and getting flogged out at the point, or if the ocean is flat and the wind is mellow we begin to froth on the diving/spearfishing day ahead. If there is swell and the waves look fun, Abe will either go out at the point or rally other surfer friends and we all drive up the coast to either Monuments, Gnaraloo or Turtles. I enjoy the surf show beachside catching some glorious rays or will stay at camp and study Spanish for our upcoming South America trip, go for a run or practice yoga and meditation. If its a dive day, which there have been many more than surf days this year, we will either go out on a friends boat, which is always preferable since its relatively easy to get out and you can always throw your fish in the boat so the sharks don’t get it or you, or if a boat isn’t available we will dive off the rocks and reef or just go for a snorkel in the Sanctuary zone at Turtles or Gnaraloo Bay. The only thing more awe inspiring than seeing all the whales jump out of the water is listening to them underwater as sea life floats around you. The ocean is truly a magical place. And of course there are those in-between days, where the wind may be too strong, the ocean too angry or a day of rain, so we hang around camp and enjoy a mellow day. Abe is the resident ding repair guy at camp for the common broken surfboard, so on his non surf/dive days he spends hours fixing surfboards, which costs a surfer a case or sometimes two of Coopers Green (beer), which over here is around $50 AU. As the sun begins to set we are enjoying a cold beer or Chardonnay and reflecting on yet another epic day of our honeymoon and life. Most nights are spent with friends around a campfire, cooking up a delicious feast, counting the shooting stars, talking about every detail (even the embarrassing ones) of our day and what we hope to do tomorrow. And then off to sleep sometimes early or sometimes late to the crashing waves of the ocean.