spring -

I’ve been a busy bee these last couple of weeks. 

When we get surf in this country, we all try to make the most of it, we all try to make those that cant get in the water jealous, by uploading pics and updating statuses. Its pretty funny really. 

I wonder if i made the most of it, did i go to the right spots, or should i have gone up the coast a bit more, to that secret cove, that matey said was barreling all week. 

Or maybe i should of gone to the super bank that frank was talking about. 

To be honest i think everywhere was epic and know one could of missed out at all, the sun was blazing as hot as any day in august, the wind was offshore and the sand was groomed, on every beach, trust me i did a fair bit of driving around,

Thanx for everyone that voted for SAS

they walked away with a lovely 25 k to help keep our coastline clean       : )

 I think after the last couple of years, spring has turned into my favourite time of year, it seems to be our new summer, but with waves, Its incredible. Theres a certain feel in the air that makes me smile. Everyone seems to be happy that the long winter has come to an end. The trees begin to show some life and colour vibrantly spreads throughout the country side. I may sound like a complete gay lord, but as i was driving from croyd in land to summerset, i thought to my self, the grass doesn’t get much greener than this. We can all appreciate the uk on times like these.  

 Baggy lodge has new black sheep !!

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Healed by the warmth

So here i am for the 5th year in a row out in bali, soaking up the sun,

eating rice and vegetables, surfing incredibly fun waves. Its been small out

here, which is probably a blessing for me as i can't re injure my knee

easily. The heat has limbered me right up and allowed the healing time to be

minimised, which is one  of the main reasons for coming.

 I love indonesia, Its a special place, as any one who has been here would

know, for me its like going to another planet, a place where my mind is set

free and the reality is left at home.

Already in a week we have had 1 crazy police chase, which was stupid, as

we could of been killed on the deathly roads. 2 days later when i was

flagged down again i thought, i might just pay the measly fine of £2.00 this

time, instead of risking my life. It took a while to get the gnarly Javanese

police man from £70 to £2.00, thats the annoying part.

 the surf was small for 2 weeks, and the crowd at lackey peak was getting pretty intense. When its smaller than 3ft at lackeys the crowd doesn't really get separated , everyone starts dropping in and snaking, never mind all the local kids that are hanging out on the inside, with not the slightest worry that someone is going to run them over. anyway thats just 1 of the things that you have to laugh of and not let it phase you. It felt like ground hog day, wake up everyday hoping there is just the slightest increase in swell. realise there isn't, eat my banana pancake, drink my bali coffee, surf,  get my packet of rice and veggies from the dirt lane around the corner, surf again in the mid day sun, to avoid the majority of the crowd. get some dodgy donuts from a lady called dodgy, maybe a banana milkshake. surf again before dark, glassy fun conditions, standard procedure. 

it all gets a bit "samey. and then there it is, a flicker of hope on the charts, an increase in swell and period. We're on. 

2 days before our flight back to bali the swell finally came. 2 days of barrels, 2 days of excitement and exhaustion,  its all us surfers need to make a good trip.  the swell split up the crowd, it separated the beginners from the experienced, my friends and i surfed our selves stupid for those 2 days, we surfed through aches and pains, severe bruising and infections, theres not much that can stop us from missing a swell like that

 every time i come home alive i am grateful, for whoever kept me from danger. The reality of what could happen out there is scary, surfing razor sharp, slabbing, reefs, that could slice you to pieces. Driving on roads with no rules, flying with airlines that probably havn't had a safety check in a few months, malaria, natural disasters, the list goes on.  These are the risks i suppose you have to take if you want adventure, if you want a change from the repetitive life u may live. I've come of lightly this time with only a small infection in my foot, and a million RP (£70) stolen from my bag on an airline. "Don't leave your bag on the back of the aeroplane with valuables inside." A lesson to us all. My knee is almost fully healed now, i'm gutted that i missed out on some amazing waves in ireland, but there's always next year. hopefully i can go back out there with more experience, more knowledge and not make the same mistake i made last time, but for now, well summer is on the way again. Time to get down to europe and give the wqs comps another go. 

 bring it on.  

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