The week has bought some quite exciting weather, no more so than at the seaside. All the beach goers set for a bank holiday sunning it up on one of Anglesey beaches were met by torrential rain, high winds, big swells and something squiggly that could really pack a punch. With big swells generated by a hurricane in the Atlantic, it seemed rude not to go for a bit kayak surfing. Joined by Ivan we loaded the boats and headed on to Anglesey. After much discussion over a suitable venue, taking into consideration all the important factors like shelter for getting changed, we decided to start at Cable Bay. We then worked our way north looking for the biggest waves. Ever the optimists we decided that there would be sufficient excitement at Porth Dafarch on Holyhead. We weren't wrong but it wasn't quite the excitement we had expected. As we caught a first glimpse of what can only be described as a 'sporty' sea state the sense of urgency increased only to be met by the local beach warden explaining perhaps we would be best not to venture into the sea after some unwanted visitors in the form of 30 to 40 'Portuguese Man-of-War' whose habitat is normally deep in tropical waters, had been washed up on the beach by the high winds and big swells. After careful inspection of these slimy characters whose body only maybe 8 inches across but its tentacles sometimes as long as 4 metres, with the ability to deliver a severe sting, we headed back on to Anglesey and had a couple of hours of really good surf which eventually ended in young Ivan exiting his boat!
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