Air SUPs meant we could cut down on the vehicles while still not having to rely on a tower of boards piled on the roof, so rather than reaching for the roof rack it was all hands to the pump. Walking down the cliff path it was obvious where the peak was but with so many of us and not being locals we politely opted to pick up the scraps to the side. While that’s politically correct the pictures will testify we weren’t missing out, quite the opposite as we had the place to ourselves.
The boys could have picked a hundred different beaches in the area, some more popular than others, and the same could be said for friendliness, but opted for Cayton Bay. It came out on top, welcoming, and offers three different breaks to ensure you get in. It turned out we were on a bit of a tight schedule and long before we were ready, we were back at the vans surrounded by the whooshing sound of air being released from the boards.
