Sunday, November 27, 2011

That was a week that was....

.... a bit of trial at times as Sue and self tackle the sort of problems that many in these troubled financial times have to face. Many obviously way worse off than ourselves.

Throw in the Pirates losing so painfully at Bristol last Sunday, and then again up at Doncaster for the first time since 2002; the combination of which does little to enhance the mood.

Thus a trip to Praa after the nod from Gav this afternoon was just the tonic. Wasn't it just?!

On a perfect late autumn afternoon giving further evidence of the unusually mild season we've been having; we had a very enjoyable hour and a half to no doubt provide entertainment to the loads of promenaders walking up and down the beach. They themselves enjoying every last minute of daylight as the evening approached.

I'd gone for the longboard to give my confidence any re-assurance it may have needed after the leash moment last month. Although the belly was on standby if needed. It required none and the latter remained on the back seat as a decent enough sized, but not over heavy wave greeted our arrival.

I managed to hook up a good half dozen good lefts and a similar amount of banzai late take offs before returning to shore. While Sue banged in some good rides of her own as she completed her latest ever surf calender wise with a grin that outweighed the chattering of teeth. The extremities reminding her that despite everything, this was still nearly December.

Bottom line was a mellow couple ready for their supper and a glass of something nice.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

For the Ultimate Personalized Bellyboard....

...why not visit our chums at Traditional Surfing from Sennen.

Teaming up with Sue, a package has been designed to provide unique 'caricatured' boards to stand out from the crowd.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Return to the Sea

For a variety of reasons it has been a day short of four weeks since Sue and self had immersed ourselves in the ocean.

On the last occasion I'd managed to get myself separated from my board and had that Guardian Angel moment provided by a local seal. True, it'd been a pretty lively swell, but it was a timely reminder of the mortality thing.

This consequently may have influenced my decision to join Sue on the 'belly' for this occasion; the conditions being as lively if not livelier. There is a chance after all of a window of opportunity for a go on the log tomorrow. Given the break since I've been in this felt the wiser choice.

That said, it's been a while since I've been prone and with the mild and pleasant weather blessing this part of the world today; it seemed the perfect ante dote to the worries we'd had with Emma over the last 48 hours or so. OK it may have been the desire to have a ride in an ambulance and test Ben's fatherly aptitudes, but given the rough ride she'd had during labour three and half weeks ago; it was still a great concern.

Happily, she was allowed home this afternoon and so hopefully, life with lil Claire Tamsyn can now begin to evolve properly. Ben btw passed with flying colours his parental tests! ;o)

As for the waves, well, great fun was had by us both. I managed one or two cover ups and plenty of 'along the face' action. As did Sue whose wave count was as high as ever.

I'm exploring new envelopes too with the board and experimenting with moving about when hooked up to a ride; shifting the weight forrads and backards for example.

Lo it was a soppy couple who emerged from the sea and hour and a half later; hand in hand; to make our way back home and to look forward to our Saturday evening repas.

Life doesn't get any better than this it seems...