I find it always takes a bit of time to connect to a place however I can truly say that after two years on this little island I can now officially call it home. The feel of a community here on the Isle of Wight is so strong and so special. Even on wild Winter days you will find a whole group of friends down at the beach or in the ocean tackling the chunky Winter swells.
You can easily spend hours at the bay watching friends catch waves, drinking tea & chatting on the shore. Sometimes I feel those wild, salt spray, windswept Winter days are the best. Peaceful and refreshing in fact. The thickest wetsuits, wooly hats, knitted socks and steamy cups of tea.
Grab a cuppa, sit back and enjoy the rhythm of the waves.
Music by: George Ogilvie / Surveillance
FOUNDER & DOP JAY HAYSEY SHARES HIS COLD WATER, EARLY MORNING ISLAND SURF ADVENTURE STORY - from November 2017.
"I can't believe within half an hour I was out of bed & racing around the needles in a Zap Cat and submerged in the freezing cold ocean."
Distinguished by its Jurassic coastline, its annual music festival, links with Royalty, garlic farming and apparently the most sunshine hours in the UK, the Isle of Wight is an amazing little place. Little do most people know that it see's some amazing swells and has some great hidden surf spots.
The alarm was set for 5.30am, which in November meant still very dark and cold. Within minutes I was out of bed, straight into my wetsuit which I had laid out ready the night before and out the front door, slice of burnt toast in hand. I drove in convoy with my friend Jack to the beach where we had planned to meet the rest of the group. We jumped out of our cars as soon as we arrived and pulled on the rest of our wetsuits as quickly as we could, only speaking a few words in the early morning silence.
Before I had the chance to put on my 5mm gloves we saw the Zap Cat appear on the horizon, and it was only seconds before we were swimming out to the boat and clambering in, it felt like some kind of army exercise. The dusky light, still and quiet at this time felt like the whole situation was a stealthy, undercover mission!
It was so surreal heading towards the needles, the white cliffs soaring from the sea before the sun was even up. As we approached the bay we were all excited to see that there was swell, it was a new spot for everyone and therefore a complete surprise as to whether it would be working. The swell was rolling in and within minutes my gloves were finally on and I was in the ocean amongst the waves, camera in hand.
As the sun came up and broke through the clouds the sea was illuminated with a yellow/orange glow and the white of the cliffs behind popped with colour against the blue sky.
Once back on dry land and out of my neoprene all I could think is how much of an adventure we had had before 9am and that a lot of people's day's hadn't even begun and were probably enjoying a nice Saturday morning lie in. You can't beat the feeling you get when you start your day in that way and had definitely earnt my breakfast.