So after Avon, and a quick ham sandwich, I had to put a wet cold wetsuit on. Colin had just got off the train and was moaning he wanted to go back to Avon. Gregg was undecided, but had a second wetsuit so decided to go out again. To be honest, I was pretty cold and knackered and pretty unfit to deal with some big gusty waves, despite having to hold back to avoid the big swims you can get at Southbourne if you are not careful, it was decent fun.