Surf Trip to Thurso 12th-19th of April

Back from a week's holiday in Thurso with the Surf Club!

Here's what happened:

Wednesday

We went to check out the Cold Water Classics comp and walk around in beautiful nature

The usual evening banter

Thursday's scouting for a surf spot:

Nope, no beach here

Ended up in Strathy were we surfed most days:

Evening arts and crafts, pom pom's in the making:

Friday's cigar-box playing

Saturday

Going to the store in Melvich

Setting up Club BongoBongo in one of the chalets because the boys were too lazy to go to Skinandis (the most northern club in mainland Britain)

The bar

Welcome in

Nocturnal longboarding

Love

Longing

until sunrise

Sunday

We bought cider at a local bar and ran out of there into the wild

And a trip to Melvich beach

Robbie the lobster

Chasing Ed with sticks and stones

I earned my hippie title

We watched the finals of Cold Water Classics,

witnessed the winners spraying champagne

Monday Down time after surf, getting ready for the bbq

The basket master

Playing the field

smelling the sea, looking up

Things heating up

Armed with marshmallows

Playing with fire... (dangerous)

The evening ends with an explosion in the fire and a trip to Halladale Inn

Give me an encore,

when you're on vacation things can stay dreamy

Surfing Hurts

Today I went surfing for the first time with the club. On land everything seemed fine, I could jump up on the board no problem. Then the first wave hit me and i wasn't really prepared so the board tore away from my arm in the current (and now it's getting progressively stiffer and more painful to move). Then I paddle a bit the waves are big and nice, but i keep diving under the waves and they keep smashing up my face. So the pro Jesus gives us two newbies quick tips and I feel motivated to get back in, "hellz yeah" but then the waves are harder and the fin of my board manages to scratch my eye from eyebrow to cheek as well as banging up my chin. I don't know why photo booth makes people look perfect but the scratches don't look that good in real life..

I don't mean to whine but I return home face and arm mangled, and expected to like surfing?

I feel like the sea hates me and is bullying me, punching me over and over again, like a wife beating husband. Who needs a man when you've got the sea?

But of course, I won't give up. I'll keep on trying even if it means I end up looking like a boxer.

Sweat and Rap

Yesterday I met up with Annuka to have some Chinese food and then go to the Degree Show that we thought started at 8. Yeah it didn't we ended up missing it but went to the Degree Show Party at the Union. Had a fun night, was home at 6am, yeah long party sessions lately.

At Magdalen Green eating Chinese

The crowd was moving out of the show when we got there

And they moved across to the other side of the street (Art Bar)

At the Union warming up with some Hulk juice

We went to the Hub where the party had left for the Union:

kiddy pool of booze:

So Dale and Reuben played us some bluesy music

Then we back to Bass Orgy to get sweaty, very sweaty:

After Bass Orgy, we went to the 24hr Bakery

And then to an afterparty that had pretty much died

The morning walk home