Misplaced Memories of a Cornish Summer

Misplaced Memories of a Cornish Summer

Sitting with Cornwall’s autumn evening rays resting on my shoulder, I recall the heatwave of summer. The two month heatwave drawing hoards of holidaymakers to Cornish coastlines. My restlessness accumulating with every surplus second spent indoors at work, craving to share the joy of the outdoors with everyone else. Agitation prevailing, I yearned for a day off to enjoy nature’s finest; to be in the ocean, submersed under water.

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No Two Surfs Are The Same

No Two Surfs Are The Same

Once in there, I forgot all about the fog and paddled into every wave I could. I felt as though I was on a roll; wave upon wave lining up. Even the bigger sets failed to faze me; where usually, all too frequently I freak out and panic, exclaim that it's too big, that I can't handle it, but instead, I just ploughed on. Yeah I had a few wipeouts, but I was in such an ecstatic state of mind I didn't really care. I was loving every second of it.

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