When the swell hits a headland and wraps itself into the bay. That’s what you call refraction.
When there’s enough swell reeling into Snapper Rocks you’ll find a few hundred surfers paddling over each other for a shot at perfection.
There will be professionals, local legends, stand up paddle boards, older gents on ten foot Malibus, Bodyboarders and that one guy in a kayak. They’re all vying for the same waves. Burning, snaking, screaming their heads off in frustration and cheering when someone snags a real bomb. Its a circus.
It might only come to town once a year.
You’ll love the show but hate the clowns.