It was an early start today as Jamie and Phill were breaking camp and we'd offered to go and help. I'm always amazed at how much stuff they manage to cram into their tent as box after box appears to be packed away. Most of it remains here in Cornwall in our attic! At least it was a nice dry and sunny morning and so it was quite an easy task ...
They would be driving home overnight and so for their last afternoon they'd requested a cream tea on the beach for our little body boarding gang. We met at 3pm and set up our camp of windbreaks and beach tents ...
Unfortunately the highly sophisticated Beachshadow didn't like Portreath wind and refused to stay up so it was eventually dismantled.
Ricky arrived with a canoe and told us he was going fishing so Paul helped him get down to the water's edge ...
returning with Ricky's money and keys which he'd forgotten were in his pocket! As he paddled off into the distance we all started tucking into our cream tea.
Mel had provided the large container of cream, Jo had brought the paper plates and serviettes and the boys had got the scones and jam. It was a feast! Mel had also brought along a punnet of strawberries and she was determined that no cream would be left ...
Every now and then the Meerkats would pop up to look for Ricky or to see if any fit Lifeguards were passing by!
We finished the afternoon by donning our wetsuits - Mel, Jamie, Phill and myself - and taking one last venture into the sea together. Jo and Mike declined today. By this time it was getting quite late and there was still no sign of Ricky returning. We were watching a red blob and were positive it was him when he suddenly appeared near Gull Rock! Mel went rushing off to meet him and help carry the canoe back up ...
We were all taking bets on how many fish he'd have and I said four while the others reckoned he'd be lucky to have only one or two! How wrong we were! He'd caught ten mackerel!
We were then all offered some and so the boys took two and Jo took one which Ricky very kindly gutted for her on the beach ...
It was a great end to the holiday and we can't wait for next May when the boys will be back for more surfing.
They would be driving home overnight and so for their last afternoon they'd requested a cream tea on the beach for our little body boarding gang. We met at 3pm and set up our camp of windbreaks and beach tents ...
Unfortunately the highly sophisticated Beachshadow didn't like Portreath wind and refused to stay up so it was eventually dismantled.
Ricky arrived with a canoe and told us he was going fishing so Paul helped him get down to the water's edge ...
returning with Ricky's money and keys which he'd forgotten were in his pocket! As he paddled off into the distance we all started tucking into our cream tea.
Mel had provided the large container of cream, Jo had brought the paper plates and serviettes and the boys had got the scones and jam. It was a feast! Mel had also brought along a punnet of strawberries and she was determined that no cream would be left ...
Every now and then the Meerkats would pop up to look for Ricky or to see if any fit Lifeguards were passing by!
We finished the afternoon by donning our wetsuits - Mel, Jamie, Phill and myself - and taking one last venture into the sea together. Jo and Mike declined today. By this time it was getting quite late and there was still no sign of Ricky returning. We were watching a red blob and were positive it was him when he suddenly appeared near Gull Rock! Mel went rushing off to meet him and help carry the canoe back up ...
We were all taking bets on how many fish he'd have and I said four while the others reckoned he'd be lucky to have only one or two! How wrong we were! He'd caught ten mackerel!
We were then all offered some and so the boys took two and Jo took one which Ricky very kindly gutted for her on the beach ...
It was a great end to the holiday and we can't wait for next May when the boys will be back for more surfing.
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roll on May, hope the sun shines again for them!
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