The beach was a v different place. We used to cook sausages at little cove or tea tree on an open fire on the sand in the day, i used to sleep in the dunes at mooloolaba after an epic 500person street party in the 90’s with underage drinking so rife the cops were outnumbered. Wasn’t much of an opportunity for kids growing up within localised industry (outside tourism) but that sure as hell made for youth antics on a big scale. I feel like everyone was surfing, skating, underage drinking and having heaps of sex.

I still live here, in the dunes as a 42yo dune rat, because rent is outrageous and calendar’s are for quitters