While at Carnarvon we drove about 140 km on part bitumen, part sandy dirt track, up to Quobba station to visit some epic surf spots. I felt like I was in a 1970's classic surf movie like 'Endless Summer'. Wrecked boards were left discarded up on the point and there were good looking tanned surfers and old gnarly weathered surfers too, who appeared out of humpies and dusty set-ups....very cool. They were all awsome surfers, including Greg, who conquered his nerves of big waves breaking on coral and the endless stories of sharks we have heard over and over from fellow travellers. WOOT!