THE ST VALENTINE 'S DAY MASSACRE

ROB MILES AND CALLUM DAVID THOMAS MIX IT UP WITH THE WORLD’S BEST AT ALL TIME SAFI.

- CALLUM DAVID THOMAS

It was February 5. I was grafting in work and planning what I could do for Valentine's Day for the Mrs, I mean you never want to spend too much, but you never want to be outdone by everyone else either. Then my phone rings - it's Rob. The tease was one of the best back to back swells of the decade at possibly the world's best right-hand sandbar. Not only that, instead of one chance of surfing it one morning, it was four days on the bounce, for about six hours a day with the perfect tide, wind and swell. Problem being - it's happening on what can only be described as another continent.

This may be the dream Valentines for me, but I'm not too sure that the Mrs or Rob's wife will see it that way. I've told Rob to book the flights, and we'll spend the rest of the day planning how we're going to break the news to them both. Not only are they not going to get a romantic Valentine's Day, but they'll be spending it alone as well! There was no way around it - we were off to get a tan and some of the best waves of our lives, they and the rest of South Wales are going to get battered by Storm Ciara, followed by Dennis and probably not go outside the whole week. Oh, and I have to leave the house at 5 am, and I'll be back around 3 am the week after - just to mess your sleep that little bit more.

Before we go anywhere, Rob Miles is as crazy as people make him out to be. He's a 32-year-old landlocked surfer from Caerphilly, South Wales. At 5 ft 11 and 11.5 stone, two broken backs, eight broken ribs, reconstructed hip, leg and the list goes on. He has wiped out on almost every world-class wave in the world, and he isn't afraid to do it again!