
Each of us has tried our hand at surfing in the past so there was only one choice for our stag party and that was Newquay in Cornwall. We made sure to book in the summer so the weather was good and we could party on the beach.
The stag weekend lasted for four days and to be honest I didn’t think it was long enough. I reckon every weekend should be a stag weekend but all free.
Unlucky for some but definitely lucky for us; we had 13 in all.
Surfing, surfing and more surfing. It might sound a bit boring for a stag weekend but its all we wanted to do and was such a laugh. We got tuition from an instructor each morning and then after lunch had the entire afternoon to catch some waves on our own.

Newquay has some great clubs but I can’t remember the name of any of them. In fact I can’t remember much of any of the evenings but the way I look at it is this. If I can’t remember the night then it must have been awesome.
There were so many but if I had to choose one it was Steve running across the beach to where we were surfing. All of a sudden he vanishes from view just like he’s disappeared; then the next minute his head appears from the sand. He’s only gone and fallen into a massive manhole dug by a kid.
Catching my very first tube; oh my god I think it might be been better than sex.
Going home.
Pissing in wetsuits definitely keep you warm.
Stupid question.
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