After a solid week of wind and waves, and then stunning blue skies, the only way to end the week is
with a few cold ones and dust off the BBQ. I am certain my physical malaise over the last week was a lot more psychological than I first realised. After offering my resignation, a weight seemed to lift from me. I managed to put life in to perspective once more, and scored two great 4.5m sessions in the cross onshore in the long evenings. North Devon is a truly stunning place, and with days like today, the dark days of winter seem so very far behind.