The only doubt about today was whether the wind was going to play ball. I woke around 7am and could hear through the open window a brisk and gusty breeze. Sure it wasn't until this afternoon when I'd planned on going, but the forecast yesterday was for it to pick as the afternoon wore on. The only hope was for the forecast to be a little out, and that it may drop off instead through the morning; particularly as it was a NE'erly. To be fair, it did seem to, but then it was likely to be a different story at the coast. Either way, an exchange of texts with Naips and it was over to Mablethorpe to catch it from mid tide on.

As presumed, it was about 2-3' when I met up with Naips, Russ & Rob....but as onshore and messy as you never wish for. It looked as if there was a strong cross-shore rip to add to our woes, however, with no wave action for at least 5 weeks, it seemed rude not to go in. As feared it proved to be an awful lot of effort for very little reward, but then sometimes you just have to take it on the chin conditions-wise. An hour an a half of reforms and very little else was better than nothing. And, to be fair, once the tide had come in a bit more, a haphazard channel did appear near the groyne/outfall[?] that did allow more consistent progress paddling wise into what passed as a peak.

Looks as if it may improve for tomorrow, just as I'm not free! Before dropping off for the week. Maybe some waves next weekend if the long term forecast holds. Though I'm not holding my breath...
posted by wollocks at 7:19 PM