When we met Nat and Gerry for a coffee right at the start, it was immediately clear that their Salcombe wedding was going to be a day that was right up our street and themselves a couple we would quickly come to consider friends. We asked the question ‘tell us about your day -how are you going to start?’. It was then the magic words, that started this amazing adventure off, were uttered; ‘Well, we’re huge watersports enthusiasts so we’re going to go for a surf or paddleboard first’. Those of you who have ventured into the ‘About Us’ page will understand how it was an absolute no-brainer that within 2.5 seconds, I had replied with “We’re coming with you. With cameras.’
So on the morning of their big day, we met Nat and Gerry and a bunch of their friends on Bantham Beach, ready to go with our kayak, wetsuits and waterproof housings. What a blast! Nat wore her veil, obviously, and Gerry wore his wedding ring. After an hour of fun, Nat left (with Simon) to make the transition from paddleboarder to bride, while I stayed with Gerry and his crew for some more fun in the water. And that’s when it happened. The ring fell off. In the sea.
Fast forward a few ‘Oh. My. Days’ reactions and a fruitless search of the area and we all made our salty ways back to East Soar Farm to freshen up and find a ring to borrow. Nat and her wedding party walked the stunning 45 minute section of coast path to meet Gerry at the end of a twinkly light and candle-lit aisle for a truly beautiful ceremony. There was much hilarity when it came to the ring exchange (Gerry’s Dad to the rescue), but the wonderfully easy going Nat later admitted that she hadn’t really liked the original ring anyway!
Exhausted, blissed out and still very salty (not sure we’ve ever come away from a Salcombe wedding not wet and salty), we bid our reluctant farewells and tore ourselves away from the party that looked like it would continue into the small hours.
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