North Devon has a unique approach to most things, but this is one of my favourite. As the sheep ambled past, I turned off the engine and just chuckled. 5 minutes later, and itching to get my new 10'2 Tris in the small stuff, I was at the beach and paddling out amongst the occasional shoulder high set. Seems like it could be last of the blue skies for a while, but the wind looks set to blow any day now.
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