The depths of winter are here which means sometimes you got to bunker down, wait for the blunt of a storm to pass and then emerge to enjoy the fruits of its labour.
All roads led to this little spot on this particular morning and I was surprised to find only myself and one other committed individual waiting for the dawn to break before paddling out. Although far from classy I’ve seen (& surfed!!) conditions far shabbier than this day’s Lincolnshire offering.
Odd wall but nasty little corners of shout about which had a tendency to knock your board off its rail!
bunker down folks, there’s a stormy day ahead…