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I now regretted having visited the graveyard up at the northern cliffs during the begin of my research walk. But in the end the half hour up there would not have changed anything surf-wise. And the cemetery had some interesting carvings at the tombstones.
When the rain finally stopped I walked back to my van and decided to have a look at Bridlington. The coast does a large bend to the west here into a large bay. I was hoping to find the area in this bay where the wind would blow offshore and at the same time some waves would make it to shore. A little longboard wave would already satisfy me.
Turned out the it is very difficult to actually drive to the beach in Bridlington and even more difficult to find a parking lot. I ended up at a boat slip way into the bay and at least could park my van for a quick check. The wind was offshore but the waves were almost non-existent here. No chance for a surf anywhere near this town.
So, I hit the road again and drove back north. Naturally I stopped at the bay again. It was raining heavily again so I checked the point from the elevated and dry position of the driving seat of my van. The rain turned into hail and through the raging elements I spotted a brave soul doing an even braver drop out at the point. He ate it badly just after the ambitious take-off. The waves were pretty solid but had a lot of side-shore wind on them. Definitely ride-able but pure survival conditions.
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