
I was going to entitle this post "Aquatic Advertising Conundrums ... Another Occasional Series" but I hope you'll agree that the title I settled on works best. I will be posting several more advertisements with aquatic themes where the product, idea or lifestyle we're being sold isn't immediately, or even ever, clear.
I spotted this undeniably arresting shot when I Googled '"Fish" for some pictures that Nipper 2 needed for a homework exercise. As you can see, it's an attempt by the World Wildlife Fund to highlight the dangers of climate change by suggesting that...uh...well...hmm - you'll have to fill in the missing words as I struggled to make any sense of exactly what the connection with fish-head and climate change is.
It just reminded me of certain people I know who seem to spend more time in the ocean than on dry land, who swim relentlessly on training nights, particularly the ones with webbed feet and gills behind their ears that they think their long hair disguises.
Monday, February 01, 2010
When Surfers Evolve
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Friday, January 29, 2010
Surfing On Sine Waves

As I desk work, and that's only when absolutely necessary, I load up tracks that have few, if any lyrics going on. Otherwise I get head clutter. Now this masterpiece from the offspring of Welsh parents, born in Ireland and developed in Cornwall helps me concentrate. I am, of course, referring to Richard D. James aka Aphex Twin. This album has my head going like a nodding donkey.
The sine wave is a Mathematical function that describes a smooth repetitive oscillation. The sine wave is a Mathematical function that describes a smooth repetitive oscillation.The sine wave is a Mathematical function that describes a smooth repetitive oscillation. See what I mean?
His Cornish connections get name checked on specific tracks like "Portreath Harbour" and "Redruth School" which ridiculous as it sounds, had me loading them up 1st time round for no other reason than my familiarity with the actual geographical locales.
I enjoy this work even more than the critically revered Selected Ambient Works 85-92 but in any case, I must insist you check out the man, turn up the sub-woofer and catch some sine waves. Don't let the dude looks put you off - anyway he's shaved that stubble off and is looking smoooooooth.
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Monday, January 25, 2010
TUACA Travellers Snowboarding Snowfari

To paraphrase The Bard, some people are born lucky, some get lucky and some - like 29 year old Steve Besagni from North London - have luckness thrust upon them. There, I've just made up another word.
Steve's the luckness monster who's just won the TUACA Traveller Competition that was set up to find the UK’s biggest snowboarding enthusiast. His prize - an all expenses snowfari across Europe to discover the most radical snowboarding destinations out there. And he gets to take a mate with him!
TUACA, in case you're wondering, is an Italian liqueur which prior to getting the heads up on this wheeze, I'd never heard of, or tasted. Stay tuned however, as after posting this, there may well be an opportunity for you and me to try it out.
With daily posts, you can keep up to date with their adventures over at The TUACA Travellers blog and the clip below will give you a taster of what they've been up to. If you've experienced the recent UK snow-in and seen it all turn to slush, or had your windscreen chipped as you drove behind a gritter, this will surely cheer you up, or make you very, very jealous.
Now I've had a taster of cross country skiing and even tried glicading but my own snowboarding experience can be summed up in a few words - "tea tray" and "hill". Coincidentally, as can be seen in the picture above, Nipper 1 bought me another air freshener for the car to go with my collection (him and her).
Perhaps this is a sign. The crossover lines between surf, skate and snow get ever more tangled and this Beach Bum may yet head for the piste rather than the beach. Or maybe my car just smells.
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Monday, January 18, 2010
Before Boogie There Was Belly...

...boarding and as the attached video will show, this can only reinforce the opinion of some that the English and now the Cornish are, indeed, a nation of eccentrics. I spotted Perranporth's very own Ian "Beaner" McD sporting his club cap and a close fitting pair of (even by Speedo standards) budgie smugglers. More on the "sport" here (though needs a little update?).
(I've been meaning to give mycornwall.tv a mention here for a while now. The Falmouth based media company started up last year with a mission to capture online some of the cool stuff that's happening in this most excellent county/country of Cornwall/Kernow. They've an eclectic mish mash of stuff on their site and more than a few tasty surf related goodies. They also claim to employ young media graduates "meaning that the money spent developing them is reinforced by local employment opportunities, which in turn creates wealth in the local community". Part funded by the ERDF - which I was pleased to see - since one of the few whinges I have about living here is the irrational Europhobia which is peddled by some who should know better. )
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Sunday, January 17, 2010
Surfing DVD - Competition Closed!

Just a quickie to say that the Bustin' Down The Door DVD competition is now closed. Great response from all over the place and the lucky winners are ....
Mike Hobbs from Scotland pictured below after a rather chilly New Year's surf.
Sylvain Garel - a Frenchman marooned in Luxembourg with a penchant for longboards and fish.
Philip Schonken - who describes himself as "an African living in Oxfordshire".
Sqz D'Souza - from just down the road in Cornwall and the author behind the eminently readable KERNOWKALLING blog baby.
There was such a feeding frenzy for the DVD so I know that many of you were disappointed. I hate to see grown men (or anybody) cry so I've chucked in a couple of posters by way of consolation prizes. The winners were picked at random after the stock of DVD's were snapped up and - luck of the Irish - these go to Patrick Black and Ben Tyler from Northern Ireland. Goodies should go out to you all this coming week...enjoy!
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Friday, January 15, 2010
Rather Stoked ...

... to see one of Beach Bum's photographs feature twice in the February edition of 220Triathlon. They've a section on the UK's toughest triathlons and surprise, surprise (not) - our Perranporth Extreme Surf Challenge Tri gets their vote.To quote their piece:
"Over its 23-year history this triathlon, which centres on North Cornwall's north coast surfing beach, has gained huge respect thanks to the "surf swim". Competitors must negotiate sea swells of up to eight feet, white topped breakers and on-shore winds as they swim out for the exhausting open water section. Ironman age-grouper Kit Stokes remarked that the Perranporth swim made Ironman Hawaii seems easy. Oh, and that's before the hilly bike course and a run along the soft, sandy beach. Ouch."
Nice to see the recognition and I'm sure Chris Strickland, who's been behind this event from its inception, and the club's triathlon committee will be chuffed as well.
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Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Free DVD - Bustin' Down The Door - Yes, A Freebie!
This Beach Bum’s has Been Bustin’ Down The Door of independent movie moguls Metrodome and swiped a stash of DVD’s to give away ahead of the official UK release (Monday 18th January) of the surf movie that one reviewer claims “perfectly captures the bittersweet moment when the once-free sport of surfing became the big money phenomenon that it is today.”
Whatever your views on surfdom and the money men behind it, there’s no denying that season in 1975 on Hawaii’s North Shore changed the surfing scene forever. Bustin' DownThe Door tells the story as it was.
Fancy a freebie DVD to see for yourself? Just email beachbum@s-e-x-wax.com with a ship-to address and name the two South African cousins who feature in the film and I’ll have a copy wing it’s way to you. (Limited offer, first come first served! Competition closes Sunday 17th January. Region 2 DVD or viewable on multi-region players.)
Don’t worry if you miss out on the freebie - the DVD will be on sale next week from Magicseaweed and Extreme Horizon.
More DVD goodie give-aways coming in the next few weeks so don't forget to sign up to this blog.
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Friday, January 08, 2010
More Naked People Calendars 2010 - zzzzzzz
Regular readers here will know (my REEF rants excluded) that I am not averse to enjoying imagery from the garden of fleshly delights. Even I, however, am wondering if getting photographed with your kit off - even for a worthy cause - is getting rather passé?
With the possible exception of strippers and priests (and for the latter, it’s surely only a matter of time) I can think of very few professions that don't have a calendar out this time of year depicting themselves in various states of undress. Inevitably, naughty bits are shielded with strategically placed footballs, books and whatnot. You’ve got the usual crew of firemen and rugby players but everyone from clowns, Ryanair cabin crew and - wait for it - Polish coffin manufacturers are getting in on the act.
That's Zuzanna Pasierbinska-Wilson on the left - a "wannabe surf chick and cowgirl”. Apparently, “she’s better with her lasso than catching waves." Yee-haw! I don’t know about you but the leash and stiletto combo is troubling - in a forbidden, kinky sort of a way. Maybe that’s just me. Anyway, the cause is a noble one and the internal debate she had with herself before stripping off revealing. I’m just not sure we need a bunch of self tagged “techies” stripping off for charity.
If you do feel the need for some cheeky calendar action I’ll point you closer to home where a “group of buff Cornish surfer boys” (that’s just a plain troubling juxtaposition) are baring all to raise money for a mate who lost and arm and leg in a traffic accident. Credit to the man in question, when he found out what his friends had gotten up to, he insisted that a cut of the proceeds should be donated to Help For Heroes. I know you can buy this Beach Bum calendar for £10 in GUL stores and the Truro branch had stock in lately. If you ain’t from round these parts you can also email darrencopemanfund.helptheheroes@hotmail.co.uk to arrange delivery with a £2.95 surcharge towards postage and packing. Better to spend your money on that than this.
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Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Beach Bum's Best Wishes For 2010
No, that’s not Beach Bum & Sea Nymph in the picture. I’m no spring chicken but I’m not quite an old turkey - yet.
There's a venerable Irish saying wishing health, wealth and happiness for you that would be suitable to pass on (belatedly) as the year kicks off. Unfortunately, it is so old I can't remember it exactly. Pondering those three attributes, however, has me wondering if the traditional "sláinte" (health) wouldn't really just suffice? As Virgil said (in Latin presumably), "the greatest wealth is health" and certainly, without a body that more or less functions as you want it to, happiness is rarely, if ever, even close behind.
If all this sounds a little "heavy" as we get into 2010, it's because I've seen 2009 end with a series of friends & acquaintances - online and "off"- coming to terms with some serious health problems.
Jonny, my old surfing buddy back in Belfast - was finally diagnosed with MS – several years after developing a range of symptoms that were assigned to just about every other possible condition, except the one he actually had. It was only when he started shuffling round the corridors at work looking like man with a hangover from hell that he got referred to the neurologist he should have seen three years ago.
Then I’ve been following, first with alarm, and lately (since he got through his operation OK) with relief the bum health hand that Alex Wade at Surf Nation was dealt when he discovered that on top of the potentially paralyzing condition of “cervical myelopathy” – medical shorthand for “crumbly spine bits” – he’d picked up a dose of Lyme disease to boot. For a man who’s been told he may never surf again, he’s dealing with the pain, the recovery process and the need to dose himself with enough drugs to keep a small pharmacy in business with admirable stoicism and humour. I’ve not met Alex personally though I was about to paddle over and say “hi” when I spotted him sitting out the back at Sennen late last Summer. Weirdly enough, I got diverted into helping out when a holiday maker's head said "hi" to a surfboard and developed what’s referred to in beach lifeguard lingo as a “suspected spinal”. Surf Nation has moved from the Times, via a co-operative venture with A1 Surf and now carves it’s own solo spot - which rather suits it IMHO. Tune in and follow Alex’s mission to get back to surfing.
Lastly, just a few weeks before Christmas, one of our friends from the Surf Lifesaving Club was diagnosed with breast cancer. Even writing that sentence seems somehow trite as if words could contain what must be one of the hardest things a woman gets to hear from a physician. She’s already had surgery and starts her chemo treatment in a few weeks. But she’s courageous and fit and will get a ton of support from all of us.
Actually, the chap in the photo above is Dr. Dorian Paskowitz, of whom you can read more here. For Dr. Dorian, there’s no doubt that surfing has contributed to his health and longevity. “Surfing is a metaphor. And indeed that’s just what it is, a pillar, a post to tie health and lifestyle to.” For some of the people I mention above, the jury may remain out on that thought for a bit yet. Personally, I’ll resolve to whinge less about my minor ailments so I’ll settle for “sláinte” and hope it finds it’s way to you all this coming year. (And Dr. P - just to make it clear, I wasn't calling you an old turkey - honest!)
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Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Kite Surfing Watergate Bay

I took this shot yesterday during a bracing, gale force march along the beach at Watergate Bay. This kite surfer had the sea to himself and was ripping up and down the shallows at close enough to high tide. Mind you, watching him had me thinking about a recent rescue at Perranporth. Loads of fun - but like most ocean sports, it's best to get some pointers from those who know before you try to take off. The British Kite Surfing Association will point you in the right direction.
(This shot's my wallpaper at the moment and I've attached a reasonable resolution image in case you fancy doing the same.)
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Friday, December 25, 2009
Beach Bum's Merry Christmas

Like the bestest bronzed turkey we had earlier today (courtesy of the fine farmer folk at Trevilley) Beach Bum has been well and truly stuffed, and sits here sated and full of (liquid) Christmas cheer.
This year's festivities at Beach Bum's shack have been decidedly more joyful after the miserable Christmas we had this time last year. There was a slight blip when the kids woke us at 3.30am shredding through Santa's deliveries. Sea Nymph said I looked a bit like Jack Nicholson in the Shining threatening dismemberment if they didn't go back to bed. I've had several emails from folks wishing me and mine well so here's as good a place as any to reciprocate the greetings. It's been quiet at s-e-x-wax.com lately but all being well, I'll be motoring on here more in the New Year - assuming I survive tomorrow's Boxing Day swim...
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Friday, November 27, 2009
Chill Music For Shred Heads
If you took Enya, stuck her underwater and asked her to sing, you might get close to the vocal tastiness that is Justine Suissa and her mates in OceanLab. I always hook onto good music about a year after everybody else but I guess there's quite a few of you that stumble into that category. Anyway, I give you Sirens of the Sea. Go find a beach and dance. Because it's Friday.
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Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Ocean Warriors To The Rescue

One, I'm playing catch up here (again) and two, that isn't just a gratuitous flesh photo. Read on and all will be revealed. It's been absolutely ages since I sat down and threw more than a sentence or two at this blog and that fact, for reasons I haven't analysed, niggles me more than it should. I'd like to think that there's a bit of "those who can, do, those who can't, blog" behind this hiatus - my oh so busy life - on the other hand, I've rather regularly found myself slumped in the sofa after a swim session wanting "guns and whiskey" more than this.
I digress. A few weeks ago I was back in N.Ireland visiting family and friends. It's been a bit of an annual ritual to go back at October half term - the Nipper's cousins are off school and that week usually coincides with my birthday and wedding anniversary. (As befits a synaptically challenged Beach Bum, I got married to the long suffering Sea Nymph on my birthday so I'd have no excuse to forget wedding anniversaries - and barring one year in the last 19 - that wheeze has worked.)
It's also a tradition to motor up the North Coast for some beach time at Portstewart, a cappuccino in Morellis and a big feed at the (Giant's) Causeway Hotel. We'd hawked our wetsuits over from Cornwall and, bugger me, if I wasn't going to try and catch a wave or two whatever the weather/ conditions. Well, as you can see from the sunset shot, the day we picked was the best of the bunch in what was otherwise a blustery, grey old sock of a week. A couple of hiccups though: no surfboard, no waves...
...no problem! A few years earlier, on a similar jaunt, I'd had occasion to pop into Ocean Warriors to check out "Portstewart's Oldest Surf Shop" (this leaves me feeling positively aged as "back in the day" I don't recall any surfboards for sale in town let alone a fully fledged surf & kite store). I'd been fortunate enough to bump into store owners Chris & Rosie and a conversation kicked off over the sale of a Plain Lazy T shirt when I'd commented that I'd only ever seen this brand in a shop in Perranporth. Turned out Chris knew Cornwall well and had been at college with, and was a mate of the brand's owner. Small world and all that. Chris, being the gentleman that he is, said to make sure if I was back this way to call in and "grab a board".
So two years later when I drove round to his house after finding the store's hire gear all stowed away for winter, if he was surprised he didn't show it! Chris opened up his garage, surfboards stored and stacked like so many sardines, and hauled out the sticks. They were big, they were spongey but for Nipper 1 and me and the 2ft of surf on the strand, they were exactly what the surf doctor ordered.
Back in Belfast that new shrine to consumerism known as the Victoria Centre had sun-bed bronzed, shaved and buffed boys in board shorts teasing teen totty into the new Hollister clothing shop. Whilst the queue might have wished they all could be in California, round at Calvin Kleins, two rather shapely, near naked models posed in lingerie and had more mobile phone cameras clicking than a voyeur's with a Nikon at a nudist camp. It wasn't Jamie Dornan though, the Belfast boy who's been modelling for CK here there and everywhere. (Yes, that's him at the top - there is method in my madness.) How times have changed. In the bad old days, Paisley and friends would have been out saving Ulster from Sodomy and other miscellaneous "deviations" of the flesh.
Now there are buses taking tourists to euphemistically described "trouble spots" infamous from when a day out in Belfast wouldn't have been complete without a bomb scare and a frisk at a security gate. Perhaps that's why many of the murals look as fresh now as they did when I used to bus past them to school in the heart of the city...
For all you tourists who go to Ireland and never step north of the border, why not go discover Northern Ireland and if you're up Portstewart way say "hi" to Chris and Rosie for me.
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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
From The North Sea Home Of The Deadly Turd Shark...
...comes the Pink Torpedoes. I've a feeling this may be one of those nights people talk about forever without actually remembering a thing about it. Highly recommended then.
Venue: The Watering Hole, Perranporth, Cornwall sometime after dark on Saturday the 28th November.
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Tuesday, October 13, 2009
More Beach Fashion Goes Really Wrong

As I snapped this lady on a Newquay beach back in August a twinge of guilt did tingle in my sandy toes. I knew it would finally end up here. None of us are perfect specimens but still, "truth must out" along with the cellulite and the thong.
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Friday, October 02, 2009
The Collective Noun For A Group Of Grommets Is...
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Friday, September 25, 2009
Sexy Hot Tan Tips For Beach Bums

I referred earlier to my extensive chain of Beach Bum tanning salons which I opened after struggling to maintain my beach bronzed look on those long promotional tours that pop up from time to time like a spontaneous erection. My good mate Will Ferrell has taken on board some of my tanning tips and asked me to mention - though I guess you've heard it all before - his new range of super hot sunscreen products that will appeal to all gentlemen of taste and discernment.
By the way (and here's a real scoop TMZ) you should know that Will - and in his modest way he doesn't like to shout about this - is the love child of Jim Morrison and a Parisian danseuse. You read it first here.
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Wednesday, September 23, 2009
If You're Looking For Photographs Like This...

... then please head over to our sexy sister site at sexwaxsnaps where I'm sure you will find something to your satisfaction.
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Thursday, September 17, 2009
Surfing Wallpaper
It's all eye candy but here's a few choice (free) surf related images with which to paper your wall. It took me ages to print them all out and stick them up. Now I can't see where the door is and I'm trapped in my room. Nice view though.
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Wednesday, September 09, 2009
Surfdom Spectre From The Sixties

I was trawling through some vintage surf imagery for one of my occasional examples of how surfdom - for want of a better phrase - has been used to sell everything from vitamins to pulp fiction or, as in this example, a brand of suntan lotion.
This ad harks back to the day when the emphasis was on accelerating the speed at which you "bronzed" (read "burnt") and many of the products were oil based concoctions that acted in much the same way as a good brush of olive oil helps baste a turkey. Check out the model in question ... ring any bells? Sent a slight chill down my spine. RIP Sharon.
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Thursday, September 03, 2009
Yield Not To Temptation...

...for - in the words of that old hymn - yielding is sin. My fancy was rather tickled by this image from an advertising campaign deemed by the drinks manufacturer in question to be a tad tasteless - a bit like their fizzy, gut-rot, thirst inducing, copper cleaning, cocao cola.
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Monday, August 31, 2009
Say Goodbye To Summer
The last day of August always signals the end of the Summer season - for this Beach Bum anyway. I'm hoping we'll get a fair few days yet where the surf and sun will up and out and fool us into thinking Autumn's more than a whisper away. But the rain fell hard tonight bringing in a chill and I threw a crumpled fleece across my shoulders to sit with Sea Nymph over dinner. We've had some fine times on the beach and in the water over the last few weeks. I'll let the photos do the talking...
My mate Simon grabs the gold at the Masters National Surf Lifesaving Championships at Tolcarne Beach in Newquay last week. This bloke's made Saffron buns with David Hasselhoff in Hawaii.
We had an Olympic Bronze medalist try her hand at surf swimming. She needed rescuing.
One of the IRB's providing water cover had their engine cut out in thundering surf and needed rescuing too.
I guess this girl from Woolacombe SLSC will want to buy this picture. I really need a waterproof casing or a proper zoom lens.
Our ladies' Surfboat teams took on a seriously scary sea...
...and came back smiling.
Seven heroes of the surf paddle rescue boards 35 miles from St. Ives to Newquay in just under nine hours to raise much needed funds. (Please feel free to donate.)
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Thursday, August 27, 2009
Please Bust Down My Door ...

... and grab yourself two tickets to a special preview viewing of this stonking new surf movie at the London BFI IMAX in Waterloo on Sunday the 30th August at 10.00 am. Arguably the best cinema in the country! The fine folks at Metrodome PLC have offered s-e-x-wax.com a pair of tickets to help raise funds for the North Coast Board Paddle Challenge as outlined in the previous post.
These are e-tickets so all you have to do is email me at beachbum@s-e-x-wax.com with an offer from £30 for the pair and the highest bidder will find a pair of tickets winging their way to them through the e-ether to the inbox of their choice.
Please support Dave & the team - the surf looks mighty this weekend so they'll need all the help and good vibes they can get. If you don't want the tickets but want to help out go here. More on the movie from the PR below...
During the winter of 1975 in Hawaii, surfing was shaken to its core. A group of young surfers from Australia and South Africa sacrificed everything and put it all on the line to create a sport, a culture, and an industry that is today worth billions of dollars and has captured the imagination of the world. With a radical new approach and a brash colonial attitude, these surfers crashed headlong into a culture that was not ready for revolution. Surfing was never to be the same again
Winning best documentary awards across the surfing community, the much anticipated documentary film, BUSTIN’ DOWN THE DOOR is scheduled for a UK theatrical release in the Autumn. The documentary film is narrated by the award winning actor Edward Norton. Featuring interviews with today’s surfing greats, Kelly Slater, Rob Machado and many others, their success can be directly attributed to the radical approaches and determination to transform the world of surfing these young men set out to do back in the 1970s.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Extreme Board Paddle Fundraiser

"Show me the money!" entered popular parlance for a while after Teenie-Tiny Tom Cruise Missile screamed it at somebody in one of his usual understated performances. I gave up trying to come up with a heading for this post that was both succinct and persuasive and settled on little Tom's plea. Please digest the press release below (the text in brackets is mine) and consider making a donation here.
On Sunday 30th August six (mental) members from Perranporth Surf Life Saving Club will paddle ‘rescue boards’ from St.Ives Harbour to Fistral Beach, Newquay – a (completely mental) challenging distance of 35 miles/60km. Why? All to raise awareness of the partnership between Surf Life Saving and the RNLI Lifeguard Service and to raise money for vital lifesaving equipment for Perranporth Surf Life Saving Club.
Surf Life Saving GB - the national charity of over 5,000 volunteer members in 70 clubs - has been saving lives on our beaches since 1955, and in 2001 formed a partnership with the RNLI to provide qualified lifeguards to work and volunteer in the Lifeguard Service. The two charities work hand in hand today to make our beaches safer.
The team of brave (mental) paddlers from Perranporth Surf Life Saving Club are led by Dave Meads ("Big Wave Dave") who gives his time in the club as a volunteer lifesaving trainer and works for the RNLI Lifeguard Service on the beach.
The team will start the journey from St Ives RNLI Life Boat station, paddling on to Godrevy, Porthtowan then Perranporth and finally, around 35 miles later, will finish (needing resuscitation themselves) at Fistral Beach, Newquay. They will be accompanied on their journey by the Perranporth Surf Boat crew (deranged desperadoes who will need to have several jars of Vaseline applied to their red raw arses).
Adam Wooler Surf Life Saving GB Chief Executive wished the team luck and said ‘The Perranporth Paddle Team are all (mental) members of the club, Surf Life Saving Volunteers and employed in the RNLI Lifeguard Service; this challenging (mental) event will raise vital funds and demonstrate the joined up service and partnership between the charities; all working for one aim – to make our beaches safer’.
If you feel you can support Dave (or provide post event counselling) and the team to raise vital funds for Perranporth Surf Life Saving Club equipment please click here and "show us the money"!
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