Walney Island

Standing above the slip on Roa Island watching the tide racing north, we were tempted to try for a second, 'fast' circumnav. of Walney, but decided to stick to the plan and head for Haws Point instead. Here, on a spring tide in the first hours of the ebb and with a gentle westerly or north-westerly wind, there is great sport to be had. Stronger winds simply create messy conditions but on this afternoon we enjoyed as good a surf in the race as I ever have here.
Chris heading out beneath the life boat station - disappointingly I came away with no pictures of the real event, just a few shots before and after things picked up. In truth though, I was more than happy with our trip - in no small part because having paddled less frequently of late, I had noted a lack of confidence when last in lumpy conditions - today, things just felt right. 
The exhilaration as the boat plunges down the face of steep wave, the rush of speed, hull carving and spray flying. No tentative nerves, just pure fun.
Looking out into Morecambe Bay and a thick bank of fog as we passed Piel Island - pushing against the last of the flood tide.
Chris warming up on the first smaller waves - within minutes of the tide turning, conditions picked up to produce slightly confused waves to around 4ft at their height. Unpredictable but great fun nonetheless.
Later, as the tide dropped, the skies cleared and the waves disappeared, replaced by gentle flows across the point. At this stage, the race moves offshore and after a brew on the sands we followed the tide out for a short while...
...before returning via Piel Island and the distinctive view of its castle and the fells beyond, of which I never tire. Walney remains then, an enigmatic place to paddle, offering variety beyond expectation that will keep me coming back, I suspect for years to come.