The weather for the week looked to be worsening. The best way not to get soaked by the rain is to already be in the water. Magic Seaweed reckoned Harlyn would be fun, and Constantine Surf concurred.
So I hopped on the number 56 bus to Newquay, stopping at Harlyn Bridge.
The waves were breaking perfectly, with a cross wind conjuring rainbows in the spray.
I also learnt of another use for a body board: head protection when the hail storm hit. Rather a surreal experience floating beyond the breaks and waiting for the squall to pass.
