Committed to Daymer the crew bravely rigged and headed out into the warzone in the extreme conditions. Survival it was, fair play to all the crew who battled the wild chop, gusty wind, driving rain and extremely dangerous outgoing tide. The ridiculous rip and huge close out sets marching through the mouth of the bay made it pretty much impossible to sail on the Doom Bar, with the sea state out of control and far too dangerous to risk any sort of crash or broken kit in the thick of the waves. After two hours of hard-core sailing in the icy winds the crew were ‘over it’ and rather than the usual state of euphoria after a decent session, everyone who had been on the water were dejected by the horrific conditions. Nobody was even up for a pint of Doom Bar (My favourite brew) so without further ado the mission was aborted and we headed home with the feeling that maybe we had been in the wrong place for this huge storm.
“ When every other beach is off the hook, the natural amphitheatre of wind and waves at Daymer becomes a serious option ’’ JC
