By the 1990s, the once-quaint fishing and surfing town Yallingup had become a popular tourist destination, and with the influx of visitors came an increase in incidents down at the notoriously dangerous Rabbit Hill beach.
“There were families that would come down to the beach, and you know, fair enough, they don’t know the beach and the layout of it, so they’d go swimming just off the granny pool. There is a really bad rip that runs off of there, and as soon as they go off that bank, they’re getting taken straight out to sea,” says Pete.
“I remember one evening I was on the beach, and I’d just been for my swim, and I saw my eldest son waving to me from out the back. He was with an old fella, an English guy, who had seen his kids out there and gone for a swim and got dragged out. My son gave me his board, and I went and dragged him in. He was lucky, and he just said, ‘I didn’t realise what was happening to me.’”