Had a splendid weekend in North Devon, surfing my playboat and watching cheese eating surrender monkeys get trounced at rugby. The titular quote is a classic surfing cliche, made for the benefit of our chums from Kingfisher Canoe Club, who didn’t arrive until this morning and hence missed Saturday’s much bigger surf.
All this sea kayaking has meant that I haven’t been in a playboat for at least a year. My body is now finely tuned for going in a straight line, fairly slowly. It certainly wasn’t tuned for a weekend spent going left, right, up, down at high speed. Hence, I now feel like I’ve been worked over by a baseball bat.
North Devon remains rather nice.
No way! Today was plenty big enough. Happily buzzing on my sofa now! Woo woo…
Yes, I spent today at work mentally bouncing through the air. I didn’t go “Woo woo” due to the stares I might have received …
Mark