Bitches 1997

From ICCC

Well, for those that didn't go, and haven't seen Sonia, the major part of the trip for her was spent in ward 1 at Haverfordwest hospital, where we took her to Accident and Emergency at 3am, after she fell off a wall into a river bed with the tide out. Cracked ribs and bruising prevented her from comfortably doing anything at all really.

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A short night for Colin and myself, we left the other three asleep while we went looking for the doctor's decision and somewhere to paddle. (Adam very gallantly spent the whole weekend looking after Sonia - I'm sure she needed it - well he won't admit to being scared anyway!)

And when the fog came down as thick as candyfloss, we were left thinking "what on earth can we do today?". Fortunately, looking at the sea at Newgale, the waves were really up and so five of us went surfing. Quite powerful stuff, managed to embarass myself by swimming within 10 minutes of setting out, having looped backwards up a big wave. Fortunately, I was not alone as Colin and Tim also went for a bit of a dip too, and Andrew, well we lost count. He says he'll be putting in some rolling practice on Tuesday. Sunday night we took the adventurous step of finding Twr-Y-Felin and camping there (Adam + Sonia in the rooms there) Drinking just didn't seem possible without falling asleep in my beer, and we were ovewrall no match for Portsmouth Poly who were also staying.

Matt woke us all early (7am ish) to say "come on, we're going to the Bitches", and promptly lit the stove for breakfast. Come 8.30 we'd just about finisheed eating and so should have left to catch the best conditions there. But no, Mr Timemanagement himself (Matt) decided we'd better take down the tent and pack everything into the minibus first, before we drove 2 miles down the road to the put in.

Andrew dropped out there, and wandered along the coast path to watch as we paddled out across the current, and spent a tired hour or so playing on the waves, which weren't the stable playwaves we'd been promised, as the swell was really up.

Back to the centre to find the sun shining and, an assault course made for people rather lighter than myself, and warm showers which I tried to minimise my own exposure to.Uneventful drive home with no kit going missing, and no driver falling asleep fun.

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