Remote coast Stories

I took the board under my arm and sat it up on the soft sand before heading back to the shallows to rinse off the sand from its top. Safely on the leeward side of the rock crag, we lay in the sun, taking the small swells as they rolled in and over us. Both of us were quiet in our thoughts. A few notable gasps and yelps rang out over the lapping, rippled water, but then all was quiet. We lay soaking up the sun in the saltw...