It’s 6pm and the warm evening sunshine glimmers on the gentle water. My four wetsuit-clad kids laze on top of surf boards, casually chatting about the best wickets they’ve taken this season or their current playlist.
But as the familiar rumble starts up, they swing into action, paddling calmly then with greater urgency as the wave surges up behind them, tossing a couple of them underneath in its wake and propelling the other two to shore.
I hope I don’t sound like a harsh parent when I say I’m unconcerned about any stragglers being knocked unconscious and dragged out to sea by unpredictable currents. Because this is not the sea…my precious offspring are having a surfing lesson in the world’s first inland surfing lagoon. And it’s right here in the UK.
North Wales is cleverly carving itself out to be a leading light in the tourism world, with superlative after superlative flying out of the activity lists. The world’s highest or longest, Europe’s first or fastest…it’s all here in what was once sleepy Snowdonia.
The mountain steam trains and cavern tours are still around but nowadays thrill seekers arrive in flocks to zip across the landscape in every way possible and to bounce, plummet and swing their socks off. And now it seems, to surf in safety too.