As some of you may know, my definition of the word ‘travel’ does not involve jumping into a plane & flying halfway across the world to a climate, culture & landscape completely opposite to your one at home. It does not mean spending copious amounts of money on tickets, accommodation & travel expenses, but rather the word ‘travel’ means to leave the place that you are currently in & exploring new or old places that may be an hour away, a day away or yes, a 12 hour plane journey away. It’s about going somewhere, anywhere.
So when I was approached by Billabong Womens South Africa to be involved in a 3 month campaign which explored the hashtag ‘#LetsJustGoSomewhere’, it fell directly in line with what I was trying to preach about travel, about just packing up a few of your items, some snacks, getting in a car & just heading somewhere, anywhere, far or near, which is exactly what we did.
The music was blaring out of my little car’s sound system, my rearview mirror bouncing to the beat and my surfboard uncomfortably nudging at my shoulder every time that I turned the wheel. The road ahead of me was empty & open, the barren landscape blurring past me as I chugged along bopping my head to the music and singing as loudly as I could. I had got a call the day before from an old friend asking me to come up to a place roughly two hours up the West Coast called Langebaan for the night, followed by a trip the next day to a little West Coast town called Britannia Bay in search of surf. With no plans on the horizon, I packed my board & wetsuit in an instant, a little overnight bag and jumped in my car.
After a fun night with a bunch of people in Langebaan, my two friends & I departed for Brittania Bay in search of a much needed surf, however found little. So we turned the cars around and drove back down the long road that we had come from heading back toward Cape Town before stopping in for another surf check at a place called Yzerfontein as it usually picks up the smaller swell. Much to our surprise, there were little 2 foot waves coming through with no-one out, and so out we paddled & surfed we did.
Two salty hours later, we were munching on cold toasted sandwiches & passing around the futile remains of a bottle of Iced Tea deep in chatter about our day thus far until our conversation fell silent as we surrendered to instead watching the waves breaking along the beach while the seagulls swooped down collecting mussels shells off of the sand in front of us, flew high above us & dropped them onto the rocks below in an attempt to crack them open. After sitting in silence for a while, I started a very brief conversation that went something along the lines of, ‘Guys, I’m not ready to go back home. Let’s just go somewhere else tonight? What about heading the other direction to Betty’s Bay?’.
And so were off heading in the complete opposite direction to the way that we had just come from. We were heading from way up the West Coast towards the East Coast based on a very unplanned, impulsive decision. We arrived just in time for sunset and drove towards the white sandy dunes that overlooked the long stretch of pristine deserted beaches & rocky outcrops protruding into the ocean. The sky turned from orange to red to pink to purple before the sun finally surrendered to the starry night sky, and the three of us sat on the dunes only a mere 45 minutes away from Cape Town yet feeling as though we were in the middle of nowhere. This is what traveling is all about, it’s about making impulsive decisions that leave you with lasting memories, its about having good company and it’s about exploring and adventuring some place somewhere no matter how far or how close you are from home.
The photos used are displaying the latest items from the Billabong Women’s Clothing range during the past three months. See more of my Instagram #LetsJustGoSomewhere photos here 🙂