Rippable Surf, In Cornwall?

Sure, it’s all well and good to be on the frontline of the breaking national and international surf media game. The Teahupoo slams, the shark scares, the title runs. But the relatable stuff? Now that gets you ready for a surf. A dose of motivation to slide out at lunch to hop in whatever crumbling closeout there is out front. And that’s what we have here.

Not to mention, this is all in Great Britain. The concept of surf in that region is almost a novelty in itself. Can you imagine the queuing etiquette in the lineup? Top notch! We’d like to make a claim that the surf looks inviting, but let’s be real, it’s probably really cold. See: Oli Adams (above) 4/3, gloves, hood, and booties combo. Nothing a firm post-Atlantic thrashing stout at the pub can fix, though. The action picks up around 58 seconds in, just as the guitar riffs start bellowing.