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WSD (World Surfing Day 2000) ... Sort Of

April 10 2000


I sat back and watched WSD last year; this year it seemed it like it wasn't going to be much different for me.

I guess I missed something. I enjoy reading surf reports in the newsgroup all the time -- so, I am puzzled by the significance of this special day. Is it about competition?! (for a thermos?!) - LOL - with the way competitive surfers are dissed and picked apart in this ng, I think not. Is it about stoke? ... sigh ... that isn't something that can be scheduled or created for a certain day -- no matter how the waves go. Some have hinted that is about 'community' - everyone thinking of all the others, honoring our common love of surfing at the same time around the world. I think we do that every day here. I cherish this community for that alone.

... So ... I will share these musings - you can say it is for WSD if you want. I haven't decided yet.

I, personally, have had a hard winter. It has been a time of introspection and isolation. It has been fine. Winters are good for that. I found myself mostly surfing at places where I wouldn't have to interact much - places with multiple breaks, and with enough people that I could avoid any direct conversations. I was working on my skills.

Last week I returned to my home break, a great summer south shore break. It was strange, though ... a windy day, that is, wind everywhere else but out at this reef. As one guy said, it felt like we were in the eye of a hurricane. The tide was just right, the water glassy, the waves small - about waist to shoulder high. It was a great welcome back for me. There were some surprises, though. One was the guys. I hadn't seen these buddies for months. They were still the same: wacky, whooping and full of stories. They were all happy to see me back.

I guess I was surprised to find how much I missed the camaraderie. These guys, older spongers like me, are like otters - they take off on the same waves, bump into each other and just laugh, hollar and show off. As one said, "Out here we are teenagers again!" It felt good to be laughing. I also discovered my surfing had improved since I last saw them all - even they were surprised at a couple of my longer rides - LOL - especially when I scooped the largest outside wave of the day! These guys are the ones who have taught me about the break, about skills, about taking risks ... they knew me from the time I was first flopping around being a total kook! That history is significant.

Another surprise for me was how perfect the waves were. I forgot! I had set myself up this past winter to work on two things: fear and endurance. Diamond Head (Cliffs) was good for that -- but lousy for long rides; on some days I felt lucky to get even one ride. Here at this break I was catching wave after wave -- sliding along the wall on even the smallest waves -- ripping along easily, smoothly - sometimes even catching the inside re-form. The sun broke through brilliantly for a moment and I could see the reef flying by just inches below the surface. Breathtaking!

I feel like a change is happening. It is interesting that we have WSD in the spring/autumn (for north/south hemi folks). Is it because the seasonal changes makes us more attuned to other changes? I am thinking that this WSD - for me - is less a chance to showcase wild skills and adventures than a seasonal rite -- a time of reflection and connection. I am enjoying reconnecting.

It has been really fascinating watching the changes with everyone here this past year. And fascinating to be part of it all. Mahalo to all who have known and supported me since I was flopping around being a total kook here! This history is significant.

You are a lovely bunch of otters.

a hui hou,
Süs