Newspaper article Sunshine Coast Daily (Maroochydore, Australia)

Coast Held Together with Community Fibre

Newspaper article Sunshine Coast Daily (Maroochydore, Australia)

Coast Held Together with Community Fibre

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C[pounds sterling]It is the simple things in life which are the sweetest. The miracle is, the more we share, the more we have.''

Well worn pages of a surfing magazine were my introduction to the Sunshine Coast. Noosa really. The articles and photos about the wild and wonderful days at national park were etched in my mind and my imagination.

Nat Young, Jon Witzig, Bob McTavish, George Greenough and the likeC* they were creating a surfing revolution. Not just a sport but a way of life.

So when I had saved enough for a Holden panel van it was time to head north. We threw the wet suits away at Crescent Head and enjoyed the waves of Angourie, Evans Head, Byron Bay and Greenmount C* each night we would make a camp fire and talk about the day, often with fellow surfers who were making a similar journey up the coast. Then we would sleep in the back of the van, with the back down to see the stars in the night sky.

The Bruce Highway north of Brisbane was a two-lane road that wound its way through every town. The rainforest sections reached across the road to form a canopy. This was Queensland.

To get into Noosa you turned off at Cooroy or along the single lane road from Eumundi. We arrived in the afternoon and the surf was breaking at each of the points C* First Bay, National Park, Johnsons.

In his book McTavish talks about the time they spent at Noosa C*surfing for days on end with only two or three mates to share the waves. At night, the park rangers would help with the supply of wood for the camp fire to cook on. When it rained they slept on the tables of the picnic shelters.

C[pounds sterling]Let loose of what you can't control and serenity will be yours.''

That was the Sunshine Coast I fell in love with. That was the Sunshine Coast I knew I would come back to from the other side of Australia, from the other side of the world when I had finished travelling.

And in time it happened. Not a conscious decision C* it just seemed like a good idea at the time. I have been here since. I have lived here longer than any other place on earth.

Living in the hinterland was like walking in my grandfather's footsteps. …

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