Do you remember a time when you would run – no sprint – down to the beach, board in hand, simply because you were that excited to get in the water and get amongst it?
I used to hoot and holler at the top of my lungs as I came over a rise and saw my first glimpse of the big blue. The closer I came to the ocean, the more excited I became.
In time, life gets complicated and it’s easy to forget about the simple pleasures of taking a fine craft composed of foam & resin and using it to slide around on funny shaped pieces of moving water.
Remember next time you hit the surf just how lucky you are to be a part of this great pursuit we call surfing!
All the best,