Summary
ON 25 July, I went for a surf at Pease Bay. The waves were small, but the sun was shining, there were only about ten other surfers in the water and there was hardly a breath of wind. That lack of wind made the waves nice and glassy, but before long I was praying for a breeze. Why? Because the stench of raw sewage coming from the water was giving me a headache.
As the day wore on and the air and water temperature increased, the smell got worse. I started paddling like a lunatic to avoid taking dribbly little two-foot waves on the head, not because the waves themselves could do me any harm, but because of what I might catch if I opened my mouth. I haven't been back to Pease since.See the full content of this document
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Surfing Trip and a Sip of Seawater Put Me in Hospital
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