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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One Day // Porto De Mos

One Day // Porto De Mos

We surfed for hours. Revelling in every second of this purest of joys. Smiles beaming. Grinning from ear to ear. Eyes squinting in that delicious winter sun. Each wave just as much fun as the last. The novelty of the warm sun on my face completely failed to wear off. I didn't want to get out. Pushing myself further with steeper take offs, pulling in to whatever came my way. Even the wipeouts on those waves I underestimated filled me with more joy than I thought was possible.

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Portugal // A Solo Adventure

Portugal // A Solo Adventure

I fell in love with Sagres this time. It was a completely different experience to all the other times I had visited. This time round, I was on my own, and I loved it. I have travelled solo a few times before and I can't recommend it enough. It makes you feel so free, you can do whatever you want, and if you're worried about being on your own... just don't! You will never be alone for long; there are always like-minded people out there.

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