Ben, Joe and I went to Perranporth today. It looked alright from the cliffs and it actually was alright. Joe and I were barely getting waves because of the odd way the wave broke. Right when it seemed like it was going to throw over, the wave would just flatten out. By the end of the seshuan we were having some decent rides.
I’ve been incredibly lucku with this thing for all my Cornish seshes on it. I’ve only lost it once where it went all the way to the beach, and that was right before we were about to leave. All the other times, either the wind blew it towards the line up or it drifted into my friends’ hands or when I did lose it, I was able to grab it before the next set came.