The Muddy Brothers
Role: Words & photos
Published in: The Surf Atlas, Wavelength Magazine, Wizz Air in-flight magazine
"If you were to take a leisurely stroll through the Gloucestershire countryside around the spring equinox, you might be surprised to find a convoy of cars, surfboards loosely strapped to their roofs, racing down the narrow lanes. Inside each is a surfer clad from head to toe in muddy neoprene and smelling strongly of river. Their eyes are trained on the road ahead, ever aware that a single track stand off could put an end to their chase and potentially their surfing prospects for that month. All the while the wave they're pursuing rumbles nonchalantly up the adjacent river, breaking and reforming, unperturbed by the swathes of surfers and spectators who have rushed to celebrate her arrival.
For three months I have been accompanying this convoy, who call each other 'The Muddy Brothers', on their search for the perfect ride on The Severn Bore."
