The crystallised salt dries against our sun struck skin. Howling, thumping waves crash against the ocean floor. The indescribable clarity of floating beneath the water; an escape from our fast paced lives. The ocean is strong and mysterious, we can only guess what life breathes beneath the depths of the giant. It's deeper than the human will. It is a journey fit only for our imagination, while our bodies wait patiently ashore.
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I love the ocean, it's beautiful and refreshing and it keeps us in touch with our roots. I believe with social media and a constant expectation to fulfil social norms, we need a running with nature to clear our minds and realise the world is pretty amazing. I'm lucky enough to live in Tasmania, where we sport some of the world's cleanest and beautiful beaches. The only issue is there is only about two months per year where you can survive the waters without a wetly. Thank god for wetsuits. Here are some photos taken by yours truly, of camping and surf trips up the East Coast, Bruny Island and South Arm.
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