THE MAGIC ROCK




This rock is floating on water, which defies the laws of physics but is, nevertheless, true for this moment in time - in the last hour of daylight at Freshwater West. This beautiful and magical beach ( the best surfing beach in Pembrokeshire) gathers any waves rolling in from the North Atlantic from the SSW to the NNW and runs them in over its perfect gradient. 

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