The real magic of this location as the tide whips out is the fact the waves are so clean, cross-offshore and throwing, with enough power to nicely stir up the adrenaline. No wonder the canny Welsh crew don’t boast too heavily about the location of their most precious spots. This beach is a real gem, with the magical formula as to when it works a closely guarded secret. Within the hour, the tide has passed the golden slot and the waves start to drop off. The surf was still as clean as a whistle and great fun to ride, but show up now and you would wonder what all the fuss was about. One thing that kind of bothers me about winter sessions, is that the daylight hours pretty much allow you to score just one phase of the tide. Normally in the summer we would be more than happy to string the day out for the incoming session, but, looking at the watch, by the time it’d be properly on the push again, Ross would be sailing in the dark.