A photo a day till the surf starts pumping 4#: The (occasional) truth about the depths of winter

A photo a day till the surf starts pumping 4#: The (occasional) truth about the depths of winter

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Oh look, there's one for both of us.

You know how when it gets to late October or even mid November and the sun’s out and enough people milling about to give the day a bit of a vibe but not so many that it feels crowded and busy? You turn to your friend and say, ‘If only this was what it was like in the middle of winter, it would be the best place in the world’.

This photo was taken on the 11th February at Fistral Beach this year. Look at the deep blue sea, the dunes lit up in the sun and the perfect, nigh-on empty surf just waiting for you. I won’t lie and say it was a warm wind blowing that day, but out of the wind and in the sun it was t-shirt weather all day long if you had a manual job to do.

I’ve just heard from my very good friend Rob Small over in Lanzarote that the island has suffered a pretty much surfless winter, and only now emerged from three weeks of overcast drudgery. I’ve also heard from another friend on the Gold Coast of Australia and she looks like she’s having the trip of a lifetime with new friends on those tropical beaches under the blazing Aussie sun. She did post a Facebook updated though lamenting how the surf there was weak and blown out while at home in Cornwall it was firing (it pumped for two weeks straight).

I would love to click my fingers and arrive on the other side of the world, but the newly acquired dog, bank balance and sense of responsibility (in that order) mean I’ll be ‘toughing it out’ here for a little while yet.

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