We didn't leave the 300-metre radius of the house all weekend. Something super rare for us, not to go hunting adventures somewhere. But when you have an incredible little beach house, literally on the dunes, with a deck that looks over a silky beach break, a bunch of gutters to fish, pippies popping up all over the shoreline and endless zones on the beach to hang, light a fire and watch the sunset - why would you go anywhere. Most Valuable Player on the weekend was without a doubt the BBQ on the deck. It got such a workout. Bacon and eggs sizzling away while you watch empty pipes peel down the beach. 2 days there felt like a week. How bloody good!