Louis‘s Diary - Day 14-16
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Day fourteen : 11-11-22
We were woken up by a madman.
It was 8am when a guy came banging on the truck doors. He was completely hysterical because we were parked in HIS spot. Haha, seriously, there were 10 free spaces around us, but effectively we hadn't seen the little sign with the number "5" (like his house) on the tarmac. I hate being woken up/talked to in this way, but I let it go. After all, this is the first time we've had a verbal altercation with someone since the beginning of the trip.
Boarding the ferry, Leo was loaded like a donkey.
The company doesn't let you get on board if your luggage exceeds 25kg. When he weighed it in front of the guy in charge of getting us on board, it was 33kg... and I'm only talking about his suitcase. He also had his two backpacks, another case with two wetsuits and a waterproof bag full of stuff. He was trying to lift his suitcase by the handle at arm's length. I was laughing my head off.
“It's ok, no worries."
He got his ticket back and that was the end of England for him.
The atmosphere was good during the whole trip. We loaded up on good waves, had a lot of fun, saw some great scenery and met all kinds of people. In short, we had a blast.
Driving alone after that gave me the willies. I won't be laughing that hard for a long time. There aren't ten good friends, especially abroad.
The drive wasn’t great. A trip I could have made in 3 hours took me 6 hours. I wanted to check out spots, do some shopping etc.. My first impressions of Cornwall are not great. It seems to be crowded everywhere: seaside towns, big luxurious houses, speed bumps, paid parking to go surfing etc..
As usual I don't trust first appearances. I'll see in the next few days. The fact that my ex-girlfriend is coming to join me will give me the opportunity to do something else than surfing.
Early morning session tomorrow!
Ciao
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Day fifteen : 12 -11-22
Early wake up. The waves were 1m50 and a light offshore wind was drawing nice hollow lines. I got in the water before the crowd arrived.
I found some nice tubes in emerald water... and then the crowd arrived and that was it.
I preferred to take shelter from the increasing wind by going to see the waves at the other end of the bay I was in.
There were great waves too, but this time on a longboard. I found myself surrounded by about twenty kids who were being pushed in the foam by their fathers. It was really cool. Many of them complimented me on my surfing. I returned the compliments by complimenting the level of the kids.
A few seals showed up all day.
I take advantage of my solitude to read. For the moment it's Steinbeck's "The Grapes of Wrath" that has me in suspense!
A policeman kindly evicted me from the place where I was going to spend the night. "It's a church sir, tomorrow is Sunday, do you understand?"
Of course I understand but this chapel is in front of a great longboard right.. haha
Good waves tomorrow!
See ya!
See ya!
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Day sixteen: 13-11-22
Surfing for 6 hours, two 3 hour sessions.
80cm, offshore, few people in the water and still so many seals.
I worked on my English between two sessions.
Simple day, typical good trip.
Pura vida
