As soon as I got their I could tell it was going to be a sick day, the swell was lined up all the way to the horizon and the pier looked as good as it gets as waves peeled of the banks, lips pitching as they went. I headed over to meet up with Adam and Mase who were already getting suited up and after a lot of unavoidable water housing faff (which meant I missed Weversons barrel, which people in the water kept telling me about) I got in and joined them. I water shot for the next 4 and half hours, until every muscle in my legs was cramping and I was too hungry to swim. Fully worth it though..
Weverson smashing the lip on a little insider.
Ben on a lippy one.
Mason hitting the lip on his new 5'9..
The sun breaking through a pretty tenacious rain cloud.
Pete lining up.
Mason busting out on the inside.
Weverson in the barrel!
Sunset at Boscombe.. a nice end to an epic day.