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From Times Online
I was tired. The surf was big ? between 6ft and 8ft ? and I?d been in the water for four hours. My son, Harry, had called time on this, our final day?s surfing in Costa Rica. I watched him ride a wave smoothly to the shore, and envied him as he stood on the beach of Playa Grande, palm trees waving gently behind him and the setting sun warming his seaward gaze. ... Quick Read |