smurff . . .

. . . just can't get enough. Really enjoying the Impulse. Compared to the Maverick it has loads of volume at the back so being cartwheeled on the out is a thing of the past, and my feet still have blood circulating after 10mins! Comfort. Ah you could probably fall asleep in it.

Sometimes it goes very wrong, but then that's part of the fun of it

Another New Year

Last year a few of us ventured out for a paddle to welcome in the New Year. It was a good feeling to be out on the water, setting the tone for rest of the year. Thought it would be nice to do a repeat.

Together with Richard Mordy from Up and Under and Hywel we set out on a blustery cold morning from Southerndown with the intention of having a big boys breakfast on Tusker Rock. With that in mind I'd packed a portable BBQ, frying pan, bacon, eggs, butties, the works.

Loading up for the Tusker Caff experience

It was cold to say the least, I can't remember the last time I'd seen ice forming on the cliff faces. This was one of those days. Carrying the boat and gear down to the waters edge my hands were painfully cold to the point of being numb. The poggies were going to earn their place in the kit today, for sure.


Leaving the beach we paddled with the last of the ebb and an increasing headwind. Approaching Tusker Rock we were facing a good stiff F5 directly into our faces and blowing against the tide.

At Tusker Rock before the flood submerges it

It was getting a little bit interesting near the rock, with the possibility that the wind would be increasing and the tide having turned and threatening to submerge our planned breakfast spot, we decided not to stop, but to make out way towards Ogmore and catch the beginning of the flood back to Southerndown and a more sedate paddle with the wind on our backs.

Passing Ogmore

The wind dropped a little for the return trip. And we decide to decamp back to my kitchen for that promised breakfast and a natter to talk of trips for the new year.

Landing back on Southerndown beach

Surfing Santa

Having been Santa for the munchkins, I am now really getting into the festive spirit.
A little surf down at Caswell Bay in the Gower is in order.
Just a ripple, but had to show willing!
Thanks again go to Chris for the snaps. He sat out with a warm cup of coffee!

Have a guess . . .

I just received a present.
Do you know what it is?










Thanks to Chris for the photos.

Chill Out

Cold frosty start to the day, but it looked clear and cloudless.
No wind to talk about. Crisp.

With the last 2hrs of the flood, Adrian, Richard and I head out from the slipway at Atlantic College and head east up the Bristol Channel. No intention other than a chance to get out on the water.

Aberthaw Power Station

We head up towards Aberthaw power station, rounding the water intake as the tide turns, and stop and have an intake of food ourselves, before heading back.

Water intake for cooling at the power station

Not alone on this busy water way

Tresilian Bay and more small caves

Glad to have made the effort to get out.


10.5Nm (19km)

"Come in she said I'll give ya . . . Shelter from the Storm "

Outlook: 0700 Sat 25 Oct 0700 Sun 26 Oct
Wind Southerly veering westerly 5 to 7, increasing gale 8 or severe gale 9 for a time.
Sea state Rough or very rough.
Weather Showers, rain later.
Visibility Good, becoming moderate or poor later

Under normal circumstances I would not go out paddling in a storm. (Surfing being the exception). I’m talking sea kayaking here. It is an appealing aspiration that one day I could safely handle and enjoy rough, even wild conditions without the thought of reliance on any companions to help me out. Things going tits up is out side the remit of making a sound decision to go out paddling within ones own ability in the first place (but s**t does sometime happen).

This weekend is different, it's the exception that makes the rule. The expectation is to go beyond my comfort zone and being got out of the cack by others could be a distinct possibility. That's why I'm here. There are experienced people around in small groups, and in my opinion this is a great environment in which to push paddling skills forward.

I've come up to north Wales to the 3rd Storm Gathering, organised by Mark Tozer. He even managed to spirit up a storm. The tent next to mine got blown down flat during the night somehow mine survived. I did manage to end the weekend without needing to be fished out of the water.

Some pictures from a great weekend.

Sheltering from the gale in the Mennai Strait