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...