Following is an email and photos from Karl Bromelow. No point in me adding anything to this, Karl sums it up perfectly in his email...

Josh Morgan was out, alone, on his lid when I arrived early this morning at the top of the cliffs. He had it to himself for a while and picked off a few choice bombs. I don't know how many of the rest of the crew that started to show up were friends of his but, even if they were his best buddies, he must have been a little bit pissed to have to share these waves after the poor January we had down here. He just texted me that he surfed it for four hours without any food in his belly. Who needs a full belly though when their soul is feasting?

Cheers,

Karl