Weekend Magic

I surfed at Bells on Saturday after six weeks in England, it was 3-4 foot clean and 38C. All was right in the world.

Sunday I surfed Woolamai.

Snowed in

Yesterday we flew into Italy. Our day began at 5.30am and after a 1 hr delay we left Stanstead. Being diverted due to poor visibility in Pescara and one aborted landing attempt in Ciampino we finally landed at 1pm in Fiumicino, Rome. We picked up the rental car and set off for Pescara. 4hrs later we were stuck on the Atostrada somewhere in the Apennines between Rome and Pescara.

Right now no roads lead to Rome!

Second Wave

On Saturday I did 8hrs of driving, Coventry to Devon for a Surf and then Devon to Essex to see family, it was worth it the waves were small but fun and clean.

I forgot to Get a Photo of Tom and I for the blog and I forgot to take a photo of the waves. Ah well you will have to imagine it from my narative. Devon is one of the most picturesque counties in England, the hills of the North roll down to the sea with sandy beaches punctuated by rocky outcrops that look somehow prehistoric amongst the soft rolling countryside behind it. Nestled in between the valleys are old English villages of stone walls and thatched roofs, cottages with cosy pubs and heartwarming ale, as well as friendly locals and great food.

The first Picture is 13th beach on the same day that Tom and I surfed Croyde, and the second picture was taken from Down End car park, Croyde.