Ahhh Autumn!

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun

John Keats might’ve had a turn of phrase, but he never got barrelled at la Graviere.

This year, as the northern hemisphere tilts reluctantly away from the the sun, make the most of the resulting vorticity by sending yourself on an autumn surf trip.

And if you happen to make close bosom friends with the sun, or anybody else for that matter, well then fucken right on.