Chris.

Name: Chris.
(Beard) Age: 5 years. 
Do you miss your chin? No, I have a baby face so this helps out.
Beard grooming routine: None, because essentially my beard is borne out of laziness. Don’t put that on your blog though. (Oops.)

Chris here demonstrates that as a beard spotter, you can never have down-time; it’s a life-long commitment to finding the hairly-blessed. As I lay soaking up the rays at Wilson’s Promontory this weekend, I noticed the slight eclipse of the sun which occurs when a beard silhouette passes by. So off I went hurtling down the beach, making sure everything stayed in the bikini and camera stayed in hand.

And thank heavens I caught him, because Chris is an all-terrain grower if even I saw one. Look at that rucksack, no doubt full of abseil ropes and barometers, that functional belt, the windswept appearance and the way he cups his camera like a baby bird, rescued from a cliff face. Chris was actually shooting Squeaky Beach for postcards for ABC, which is quite interesting, although clearly, nature’s finest wonders are not in the nature reserve, but on the faces of it’s follicled visitors.