The wind shoves you sideways when it hits you. The sand is the spitting kind, grazing your eyes and cheeks as it swirls across Towan Beach. The waves troll towards the shore: huge, galloping walls of froth that not even Newquay’s finest dare take on today.
With one exception. In the distance a dark speck punctures the horizon and gradually bobs towards the shoreline. Then it vanishes … More
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