Last Weekends Surfing

Last week end me and my brother, took off down to Devon to get a bit of surfing in. Usually there are quite a few of us who go, but this year, due to weddings, weather, work commitments and holidays, the turn out was pretty low.

As you can see, the weather wasn't exactly great this year either! I have a brilliant knack of picking the worst weekend to go - this I certainly didn't disappoint...

Anyway, we got the tent up in good time, after fixing some of the poles, and I think this was probably the best the tent as ever been put up!
















Every year, it always rains, and invariably, the tent lets water in (well it does in force 9 gales and horizontal rain) so this year I decided to pack my camp bed - much more comfy that sleeping on a deflated airbed and in a puddle (and no, not a puddle of piss!)
















Mongy came well stocked with Cider from the Brandy Wharf centre in Waddingham




















As you can see from this picture, the chimnea was well stocked with combustibles :-)





















On Saturday we went to Woolacombe to surf. The waves were the best I have seen them in a long time, and we spent about 3 hours in the sea, catching the pipelines :-) It utterly pissed it down, but as we were in the sea, it didnt really matter...by evening time, it became quite pleasant, and we hit the bar for happy hour.

Saturday night/Sunday morning was a bit windy - I would estimate around about force 8! So by 9:30, we had packed up and headed off home. Next year, I am determined to pick a decent weekend!