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The Observer

Surf 'n' turf

Take a horse, a wakeboard, put them together and what have you got? The world's newest adrenaline sport, writes Kate Rew


Horsing around ... a sport that harnesses the powers of the horse and the sea. Photograph: David Spurdens.

I am standing in the freshly swept stable block of the world's only 'extreme riding' school, builders' tea cooling fast in the north-easterly gusts. It's a cold sunny morning - out in the yard water tanks are iced over, the sand in the paddock is solid - and 26-year-old Daniel Fowler-Prime is about to give his first horse-surfing lesson.

Daniel is a horse stuntman (" im not nor have I ever said that I was an equity registerd stunt man") and the only thing I know about him so far is that he has a world-class reputation among film and TV companies for falling off.("Well kind of true I have fallen off in a few different countrys but mainly for shows")  His company's recent credits include The Da Vinci Code, Kingdom of Heaven and Spooks,( "now Hold on, I worked on these films but as a freelance rider. For other companies.")  and he's just got back from a jousting-and-falling job in Dubai.(" thats true") 'I forget the last time someone asked me to get on a horse and stay on it,' he says. ("also true.")

But Daniel has diversified. Last year, he and some friends invented a new extreme sport, combining the classic thrill of riding through the surf, with the booming new sport of wakeboarding (where a surfer performs stunts as they are towed behind a speedboat).

'It's exhilarating - like environmentally friendly wakeboarding,' said Denzil Williams, one of Daniel's collaborators. 'You're harnessing two of nature's powers: the power of the horse and the motion of the sea. It's great not to have a loud, noisy engine, and horses bring an unpredictability to the sport. I did it with one horse that was steady, but the next was like a wild stallion.'

In November the local television station captured Daniel and Denzil practising, speeding at 25mph across the two-mile flats of Watergate Bay in Cornwall. The footage was so compelling it prompted inquiries from as far away as South Africa. So great was the interest that this spring, Independent Horse, Daniel's company, is launching week-long courses to learn the sport. Soon horse-surfing could be the latest must-try beach sport for young thrill-seekers.

The courses start in April, with one per month through the summer, but I'm getting a preview. So far only two people in the world have horse-surfed, so it's with some trepidation that I begin the training to become number three. It starts nowhere near the sea, but in a cold stableyard in Uxbridge.("We have now moved to devon") Instead of a surfboard, there's a skateboard with oversized wheels (properly known as a mountainboard).

First, out comes Rohan, a handsome grey who stands at 16 hands (about my head height). Next Daniel gives me a black, padded body protector, a confusing web of netting and pads. He tells me to climb into it 'like a straitjacket' and I deduce I'm the only one of us who's not well acquainted with straitjackets. I blow up Rohan's nose in greeting, then shake hands with Samantha, Daniel's business partner, who's riding. 'There are three people in the team,' says Daniel, 'you, Rohan and Sam'. I already have an inkling who he might be most fond of.

'He's a professional, Rohan, that's the only way of describing him,' says Daniel proudly, as we walk to the paddock. 'We do a lot of jobs together; just me and him. I trust that he is not going to make a mistake, and he trusts me. He's very level-headed but he's still a horse. He gets excited when he knows he's going to be doing some running.'

It soon becomes apparent that Rohan is not going to be doing much running this morning. In the sandy 60ft by 20ft paddock (" Eer school. and thats meters not feet") I wedge my feet under the board straps, hold the rope and prepare for my first HMB (horse mountain board) experience. Rohan moves and we're off: jolting over the bumpy sand.

'Lean, lean, lean!!' says Daniel with increasing urgency as we near the corner. Too late: with my weight on the back foot, I try to 'edge' the board but career straight into the fence and fall in the sand. 'Let go of the rope,' I hear too late.

'Ok, let's try again.' So we do. Quite a few times. With my fingers curled around the not particularly fat rope, my short nails dig into my palms. I have to hold the rope so that in the event of an accident it will slip through my fingers. The problem is that however hard I grip it slips through my fingers at all times, taking skin with it. Each jolt, each jerky burst of acceleration, bye, bye skin. Daniel goes to find some riding gloves. With my grip now firm, we jolt off. 'Lean, lean, lean!' he says - I'm leaning so hard my right buttock has cramp - and success! I'm round the corner! I've barely time to feel pleased before I career into a wall.

I continue to try and do two corners consecutively while they tell stories. 'Remember that time when you got whiplash?' asks Sam, fondly. 'When the board got stuck in a rut and you head- butted the ground.'

'I don't remember that one,' Daniel says, looking lost. Sam busies herself with the rope. I look ahead. We press on.

And then, hands clamped, forearms pumped, I finally get around two corners at once. There's some general whooping and with pink cheeks and cold feet we go in for lunch.

Over fried-egg sandwiches, we discuss Daniel's brainchild. It came about when he was in Cornwall with a friend, feeling bored. The friend tied a mountainboard to the back of a car. Then they tied it to a motor bike. 'And he had horses as well, so I said, "Let's try it".'

The week-long courses will involve two days of 'horse mountain-boarding', two days getting used to wakeboarding on the lakes of Thorpe Park in Surrey, and one day of putting it all together horse-surfing on a beach.

By the end of the afternoon I've mastered the corners and we've cantered our way right round the paddock. I let go, forearms exhausted. As a sport, horse-surfing sounds daft, but while I haven't been to the beach yet I can see it has all the ingredients to make it addictive: balance, speed and the edge of being slightly out of control. Add in close proximity to such powerful, spirited animals and I'm not surprised that by the time I leave I feel truly happy, and eager for the next part of my training - on the water.

So when was Daniel last in a straitjacket, I ask as we leave. 'Actually I've never worn one,' he says, pleadingly. And then, walking off: 'But some people think that I should.'


Week-long horse-surfing courses, run by The Independent Horse (; www.independenthorse.com) start in April and continue throughout the summer. They cost from £100 perday including accommodation and some meals

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