They Don't All Hate Us

I'd like to say a big hello to all the visitors from my wife's blog, They All Hate Us.

No, this blog has nothing much to do with fashion, but if you like the sun, sea and surf, you've come to the right place. Enjoy!

Why this?


Learning to surf as an adult, for most people, is hard. It takes lots of practice and you tend to plateau all the time...and doubt creeps in.

Back when I started to learn to surf in late 2003, I was already keeping a regular diary, so extending it to surf wasn't a big deal.

I can surf now, but while I was in the 'thick of it', learning to surf, going out in crazy conditions, being sworn at, I didn't really think I'd make it.

This is my rather voluminous, in-need-of-editing, account. I've pretty much moved on now to running a surf group which is populated with lots of beginners going through exactly what I did. Life goes on. Take what you will. Don't bloody well give up!

The Sydney Surf Group - 173 members and counting!

Here's a plug...it's pretty obvious that I love to surf, so to share the stoke with like minded people, I started The Sydney Surf Group. If you're in Sydney, join us for a whole heap of fun.

Check it out at www.sydneysurfgroup.com and also become a Facebook fan.

Recently, I commissioned 'surf artists',
Katherine Hall, to design a logo for the group. I'm stoked with what she came up with!

If you'd like to order a tee shirt, click here.

Events - The Sydney Surf Group

The Sydney Surf Group RSVPs

Wednesday, January 7, 2004

Session Number: 12

Time: 1 hr
Surf: 4

Great surf!!!


With Peter. Hey, the swell wasn't that bad at all. As I pulled the board out of the garage Rick from downstairs called out, "there's no surf", but there was and I got up on four really good ones. Peter was kind enough to watch and cheer me on.

We surfed at Middle Steyne right outside the life saving club. Tash drove past as we were parking and I kept an eye out for her on the beach, but she was most likely at home watching TV.

We paddled around for a while and Peter caught a few while I seemed to be holding back. Nerves seem to have got the better of me lately. Finally, I watched another guy on a longboard catch wave after wave and I moved over to his spot. Nothing happened for a while and then I caught a good wave, waited until it picked up speed, grabbed the rails and stood up. The ride didn't seem to last long, but I was in control and moved my feet around. Peter had caught the wave in front and was cheering and calling out encouraging words. He was most likely beginning to wonder if I'd ever get up.

From that first ride I felt energized and they kept on coming - not all at once, but I consistently picked my ride.

Towards the end I met Peter out the back and he said he was getting tired. Next thing I knew he was on the beach waiting for me to come in. I caught a good wave, but lost my grip on the rails and fell back down on the board. It was a shame I couldn't have ridden in, but I'd had a great time anyway.
 
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