Today we arrived at Perranporth for a second time after checking Crantock and after I put on my wetsuit, I realized I was wearing my glasses. I don’t carry a spare pair of contacts with me so I was going to surf blind… I was pretty freaked out because they waves looked big from far away but as soon as I rode the first wave I was stoked. It was a totally different feeling when you’re riding a wave but you only see vague shapes.
Long lines. Super glassy.
A cornish crow, mid flight in the Perranporth car park.
We went to Perranporth once and Joe wasn’t satisfied so we checked Crantock and that was pants so we went back to Perranporth.
I usually make pasta bakes for dinner at Ben’s, maybe because it was the first thing his mom ever made me.
Ben had a giant pasty.
A wider angle of my meal.
To test a pasty’s ready-to-eat-ness it’s best to drill a hole, extract a potato and eat it. If it’s good then the pasty is good.