Tommorow is the big day.
The day I have dreamed about for so long and it’s now just a few hours away.
The past few weeks have been surreal, sad, exciting and scary. I’ve had so much on my mind that things like my blog, which was once my little sanctuary and way of staying connected to the sea and surfing has taken a back seat.
It was my intention to chart the journey from being landlocked to coastal dweller at every moment but as time slipped by and priorities have changed, I wonder if I will even continue the blog. I feel like a fraud…I shouted from the rooftops about how you can be a landlocked surfer and still make it work. To have the best of both worlds and be totally content…
Yet 3 years after throwing my heart and soul into surfing and becoming so passionate about it that at times my heart ached, I’m throwing my hands up and admitting that it doesn’t work.
The truth is if you are like me and you have lost your heart to the sea, there’s only one place you will ever feel at home. A place where the sea is down the road and not 3 hours away. A place where you can walk on the beach before work or go for a dawn surf….where surfers walk through the town with their surfboards and no-one bats an eyelid. A place where kindred spirits and sea goers will share your passion and tell tales of epic waves, worst wipe outs and recall the moment they discovered the stoke and never looked back.
To those of you who are looking for the escape route, don’t give up. There is always a way and as my nan, an old school friends mum and big wave legend Andrew Cotton told me, “If you want something with all your heart, you will find a way and make it happen. You have to really want it…not just think you want it.” I have found this to be absolutely true with many things in my life and especially with surfing and moving to Cornwall.
Who knows what will happen with the blog. I won’t be landlocked anymore so the name will have to change but to what I have no idea. A good friend of mine keeps telling me to go with the flow and with the more laid back lifestyle in Cornwall, it seems appropriate to start this next chapter in my life with that attitude.
So I will see where this new phase takes me. I have put my heart and soul into the blog so it would be a shame to drive off into the sunset and forget that I was once a landlocked surfer from Wolverhampton who had big dreams of one day moving to the coast.
For now I will say mahalo for following my journey so far. It’s far from over and I’m sure that once I have settled, I will reappear in blog land with sand in my hair and a tale to tell about how I still suck at surfing!
See you on the other side!