stevens and forrest : surf riding at lorne, 1963.
21: A Visit to Surf Beaches
(In Melbourne) After leisurely strolling through some of the big stores, and looking at the attractive window displays, the boys made their way back to the hotel in time to wash and change for dinner.
Johnny loved to study the large menu, and spent many absorbing moments choosing each course.
(Dinner described.)Page 145
(After dinner, Mr. Dixon and the boys attend a live variety show in an air-conditioned theatre.)
As they strolled back to the hotel, they commented on the music and dancing, while Johnny tried to remember the best jokes.
"I must write them down the minute we get inside," he said, "otherwise I know I'll forget them, and I want to tell them to the kids at school.
What are we doing tomorrow, Dad ?"
"I haven't made any plans," said Mr. Dixon. "Has anyone any good ideas? "
"Have you any surf beaches near Melbourne? " asked Hugh.
|They pulled up on the
cliffs at Point Lonsdale to watch a very large ocean
liner go through the Port Phillip Heads, then continued
along the coast, through Barwon Heads, to Torquay.
"I've heard that this is a tricky beach," said Max.
"Sometimes it is too rough to go surfing."
" Well, your luck is in today," said his father.
"I can see quite a number of people in the water."
The boys managed to hire surf boards and soon they were all in among the long rolling breakers.
Mr. Dixon was not very good at surfing and preferred to stay near the edge, occasionally diving through a breaker, and keeping an eye on the boys.
Max and Hugh were experts, but Johnny had
|" I've been talking to
the skipper," said Mr. Dixon, as they approached the
"He says we can get out at Sorrento and have a swim in the surf, then take a bus to Portsea, and see that beach, and he will pick us up again there."
The afternoon went all too quickly for the boys, and after an uneventful return trip across the water, they got into the car again and drove back to Geelong for dinner.
" I could eat a horse," said Johnny, as they drew up in front of a big hotel.
"I don't think that will be on the menu," laughed his father, " but I am quite hungry myself.
The sea water and sea air gives one an appetite."
"I could do with a few weeks of this life," sighed Johnny, as they sped back to the city.
"Do we really have to go home on Sunday, Dad ? "
Embosed hard cover.
Illustrated by Ian Nimmo Forrest
Ward Lock and Co., London, Melbourne, Cape Town,1963.