With the media hyping up crazy storms and 50 mile an hour gusts, I put the evo in the van and headed to avon beach. Of course, it was nothing like the beeb would have you believe. Clear blue skies and 20 knots. Perfect 5.2 weather. I'd expected some of the Atlantic swell to make it down the channel but it turned out to be fairly flat. Maybe I was a day or so early. Still, there were enough ramps for jumping and the odd bottom to top turn. The wind was cross-on so getting back to the lip meant some clew first switch stance action.
