Saturday: Sunny chill

Three surfers from three different countries get together and pile up in a Ford Ka to hit the waves all the way on the opposite side of the country

We took off on Saturday at around 6am. Leaving Dublin behind --after a bit of a confunsion with directions-- and once the N4 was surrounded by fields, frost was evident on the sides of the road, on plants and... the driver said, on the asphalt! Sure enough, we were on our to the beach, where the water would be waiting for us at 9 ºC. Our surfboard bags were covered in ice...

There was a very good-looking right-hander nearby, but the tide was starting to fill in and those waves to get fatter. One of us was regular and wanted to surf the left, so we surfed here

Although none of us had a memorable session, we were all satisfied after an almost 2.5 hour-long session. Besides crashing my knee onto some rocks on my way out to the water, and cracking the nose of my board, my feet were totally frozen since the beginning of the session. Since I couldn't feel the board at all, I didn't really feel comfortable walking on it, or even moving my feet after taking the initial stance, so that wasn't fun. But otherwise, it was great to get wet.

After changing to no wind (what a pleasure!), we went to another beach to say hi to a few other members of the club, eat, and look into taking a second dip.




It was a beach break and it didn't look great. Most went back out, two of us decided to enjoy a walk to the point under the afternoon sun.


We found lots of shells and fossils

and took a few shots of a really nice break

and the sunset