Surf Town UK

The beach here is amazing. At low tide, it is huge and stretches out forever. On the right there are jagged rocks and large boulders, but right up the gut is a sweet strand that is made for surfing with a right to left break. It got my Stoke up and gnarled. Rad. Yesterday as Jer lay in bed, I walked all over the town. It is a phenomenal blend of old English style (hedgerows, green fields, the stereotype of rural England), with Australian/Cali/Hawaii surf culture. Too sweet. I was bopping along with my pod turned up. I figured, a human interest piece was in order: what music made me stoked here in Cornwall.
Well, I started my pod on shuffle, and just let it ride.
Guess Who - Star Baby
Keb Mo - Thats the Story (the Glory) of Love
Jim Croce - Speedball Tucker
Stan Rogers - The Witch of the West Moorlands
Black Eyed Peas - Bebot
Beautiful Girls - Periscopes
Xavier Rudd - Chances
The Towne Pants - Monohan the Mutineer
Ben Harper - Faded
Hayden - We don't Mind
Great Big Sea - End of the World
John Butler Trio - Sunrise over Sea
ZZ Top - Jesus Just Left Chicago
Huey Lewis - 100 Years
Amongst others, these tunes really made me bob along the beach, singing away, turning heads, you know the deal. It was just such an amazing day, blue cloudless sky, sunshine, the surf, the sand, the canal and lock system, fishing boats, left high and dry while the tide went out. I can't wait to come back here with my wettie, and a stick under my arm (longboard for me, of course, cause I rock it old school...and I can't get up on a shortie), so Grigg, when I get home, a little shopping trip may be in order...as well as a few little excursions around the great lakes, just so I don't look like a total ass next time I go to ride on the open sea...
Well, thats all, just a little ramble for those who are interested