Our second morning of surfing took place on Fistral Beach,
“The Home of British Surfing”. The inevitable struggle to achieve great surfing
on the gentle ripples rolling off the Atlantic was compensated for by the
enthusiasm and energy of the instructors, who managed to turn the warm-up into
a pretty substantial work-out and kept everyone active until lunch. Our
much-anticipated meal at Rick Sein’s restaurant did not disappoint; mountains
of delicious fresh fish, chips and ketchup swiftly disappeared into hungry
children. Giving up on the waves in the afternoon, we set off coasteering our
way round the rocky headland at the end of the beach. Picturesque caves,
crystal clear waters, and stuff to jump off made the scramble around the
coastline a thoroughly enjoyable afternoon.
A highlight was Poppy Morris
demonstrating her knowledge and appreciation of jellyfish. Mr Reeve’s team won
a spirited game of ultimate frisbee, back on Porth beach with Melita Gostelow
revealing a remarkable talent for the sport. After a much needed cornish pasty,
we settled down for Mr Eddison’s Quiz Night, eventually won by Joakim
Hess-Cohen et al - largely on the strength of their ability to identify the
teachers when they were babies. An exhausting day in which we forgot to take
any photos until sunset.
