He loved the sea…cold, dirty, sky grey, unmoving coils of almost impenetrable kelp, howling south easterlies, spindrift

soaking the cockpit, clear days, families bubbling with laughter, spades, little wet feet, smalls searching the shoreline

and running screaming from sand fleas, blue forever skies and water gin clear when wetsuits competed with

surfboards and then that far horizon look - working the possibilities for tomorrows run in “ Aztec”.

Pete’s interests

INTERESTS & PICTURES