We have been enjoying a long weekend here at Coombe Mill with some of my long-term NCT friends and their children. Our eldest are all now at 17 with siblings every couple of years thereafter. Even though we left Surrey when Alistair was just four years old we have stayed in touch and met up periodically ever since. As adults our friendships have never wavered, and it is lovely now have to see the children looking forward to meeting up too. On our last day together one family headed back home while the others joined us for a day at the beach. They had never been to Polzeath and we were keen to show them what a wonderful beach it was and how much fun surfing could be.
With Jed in plaster after falling of the trampoline in our garden, and Clio on crutches after someone fell on her foot in the indoor play barn at Coombe Mill, the pair of them were left to play on the beach and guard all our possessions.
The rest of us climbed into wet suits, our friends hiring theirs from Surf Up where Guy and Jed are board riders, this also entitled them to borrow surf boards, these combined with our body boards and surf boards meant we had enough for one each.
It was lovely to see Alistair and Felix having a laugh with the girls and quite forgetting their usual objections to me hovering with a camera, as a result I captured some rare and natural photos of them before they headed into the sea.
I followed them all in with my camera, there was a perfect offshore we and creating beautiful surfing waves. Alistair and Felix spent some time trying to teach the girls how to catch the waves and of course demonstrating in style how it is done.
The beach was packed and the lifeguards really had their work cut out keeping an eye on everyone between the flags.
There was no way I was missing out on these lovely waves so I ditched the camera for a surfboard. Usually I only body board but the girls had these so I figured as the waves were so clean I’d give stand up boarding a go. After about an hour of trying I actually managed to catch a few, this is a real achievement for me. Sadly there was no one to take my photo but I was so excited I did insist on standing on the board on the beach and pretending!
I rarely indulge in ice creams on the beach but as it was such a lovely day it was worth making an exception. How the hours drifted past I will never know but it was glorious watching the sailing boats on the horizon, the buzz of people on the beach and marveling at the waves. Soon we were wishing our friends a safe journey home and racing to get Guy back in time for the evening train.
Polzeath you are still one of my favourite beaches even on a crowded August day, as for our friends I have a feeling they will be back to join us again soon. If you were wondering where Farmer Nick was, he doesn’t do beaches, but he did finish making Sally the Pig her new garden fence ahead of the arrival of her piglets.
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