This spontaneous journey was in fact the result of a thought-provoking conversation Muzza and I had a couple of weeks earlier combined with my newfound, stag-induced motivation. We’d been talking about the adventures of Jono Dunnett and his incredible coastal escapades around Britain when something suddenly occurred to us both. Despite having windsurfed for as long as we could remember, we’d never embarked on a ‘destination windsurf’. Sure, we’d travelled all over the UK in our trusty vans on the hunt for wind and waves, but never had we thought about venturing further than the breakers in search of a real adventure. It was absurd that we hadn’t thought of this before now! It was a conversation I replicated the very next day with John and we agreed that as soon as the forecast allowed, we’d pack up our camping gear and Red Paddle Co WindSURF boards and explore!
We didn’t have to wait long. Friday threw up the perfect combination of wind, weather and tide for such a trip. In doing so, it had also offered-up the ultimate disguise for the stag and was the reason we now careered towards our chosen launching point.”