Byron Bay - Where Beauty Meets Beer

I had the opportunity to go down to Byron Bay with Elliot and the boys (+1 cool girl) on Sunday. Elliot kept saying it was going to be epic.


"Amazing surf" (don't forget, I can't surf), and a "plethora of beautiful women" (I am currently riding a heartbreak and have zero game anyway).

Upon arrival it was hard not to appreciate the beauty before me.




The water was the bluest of blue and the surf did look amazing.

I shot about 150 photos of surfers, sweet waves...

 ...fishermen



...and bikini clad beach bums.









As well as one topless, exhibitionist, young lady who camped out no more than 10 meters from me. (I protected her identity because I'm pretty sure she wouldn't appreciate her breasts on my blog)

After the boys, and girl, finished surfing, we had a couple of beach pops

 
 

 

 


...while Bobby (aka Bobcat) entertained







 
 

We headed back into the town of Byron Bay to experience the, much hyped, Beach Hotel tavern. (Did you know they're the number 1 seller of beer in all of Australia?) The tavern was fun, it was huge, full of attractive people, and Bobcat (sorry Bobby had to do it). I made sure the tavern stayed at the top of the beer purveyor list. Getting quite inebriated and watching Fun-Bobby turn from Bobcat to Bob-MadCat.

But gladly left at 8pm back to Queensland (Byron Bay is just across the border in NSW - a 45 minute drive from Palm Beach).

Keep in mind we left Palm Beach at 9am.
and thanks to a 10 hour sleep I felt like a million bucks this morning. Riding my beach cruiser to my new favourite coffee shop, the Barefoot Cafe.

Tonight it's a place called Mike's. Where a giant plateful of ribs is in store for my hungry belly. I'm gonna get FAT!

Jimmy Out...