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Cornwall - its a funny old place
The first true indicaters were on Wednesday evening, the remnants of hurrican Gabriell were focusing their attentions on Europe. The wave period charts looked the most promising for ages, figures in the teens, some even estimating a swell up around a sixteen second period, a rare occurrence. The crappy north and north eaterlies were due to swing to a brisk, but kind easterly, surely everything was adding up to a rare solid clean Cornish swell.
The period maps were showing all of the swell to reach far up the bristol channel, a real chance for gems like Millook and Downend Point to light up under a long distance swell. Gossip and web sites across the net were a light with talk of rarely ridden points finally feeling the rhythmic pulse of a deep ocean ground swell rumbling across their rarely ridden lineups. There were calls for pintails to be brushed off and even the mention of the Cribber and other such pseudo breaks lighting up for once.
Friday night, no Saturday morning really and the K2 bouy awakes from a month long slumber, first 2.5 metres at fourteen seconds then sixteen, shit it’s going to hit earlier than expected, then unable to sleep the 3am reading makes an incredible statement of 28 feet at 25 seconds! The eddie has been called on under less fearsome readings than this, several more along the same lines come through, this cant be true surely, then it settles down,

to an exciting but not as formidable sixteen second period.

Saturday evening, severn stones is around a metre at 14 seconds, not bad, Gwithian has a few head high sets, nothing special.
Sunday morning the swell is now building rapidly, on the cliff above Gwithian nervous groms await there turn to be sent out into double overhead conditions for the final of the Down The Line No Pro. Our thoughts turn to points and reefs further north, Devon maybe, but the swell has a tight North West angle on it, and a few call s later and it appears only a few feet are showing in the Bude area and less in Devon.

A bit pissed off, with the usual cursing of even when there is swell in cornwall there’s no where good we head west to a very very very fickle secret spot. We get lost, three or four times, peer over a slippery cliff and see the tide is too high, completely skunked, all we have is a fat right hand semi point, miles from anywhere.

With little else to do we head in, within thirty

minutes we want out. Then comes the set of the day and the lineup transforms into a cavernos pit on every wave, a freak set, no one rode a wave, hurridly we position our selves for the next one, twenty minutes later we are rewarded as an eight wave set pores throught the line up. The initial section is tricky but the end bit offers a full on stand up keg, no one can believe it, all doubts about cornwall are temporerilly forgotten. We ride three more sets, a pit on every wave, the tide is dropping and the smaller ones are opening up as well, then after just forty minute of joy the wind swings and picks up, a rageing north easterly rips into out lineup in a matter of minutes, the secret reef is destroyed by chop and rips.