talland bay and beyond

so the traditional easter trip started early, a convoy system making its waydown to the coast, its members not so bright eyed and bushy tailed but driven on by that first sight of the ocean. whilst the day started with good intentions, notably some disc throwing and discussions of venturing into the sea, it quickly deteriorated when it was discovered that nearby polperro had a vast supply of something that was to set the tone for the whole weekend....tribute....the finest of the fine cornish ale. not that there were many complaints, and even though there were brief flirtations with the sea the prospect of a tribute and a crab sandwich was never far away.
as things wound down and tents were packed away, nays and i moved on to padstow where an excellent little campsite was found with panoramia of the town and an attendendant that we couldn't help but feel sorry for. nights started to become chilly, however fine times were still had around the bbq, and some final flirting with the waves in the spectacular watergate bay.

catchphrases: "we're bodyboarding now"; "mmm tribute"; "crab sandwich crab sandwich"