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This was definitely an early passion... Too early unfortunately for me even to act on properly, meaning I was 12-13 years old, living 160 miles inland in Columbia, with no means to get myself to the beach outside of the yearly family vacation. Yet I did what I could, which was ride skateboards and homemade snowboards* and read surfing books and magazines. I never even owned a surfboard until I was in my late twenties! By then I weighed over 200 lbs. and learned that the small shorebreak of Myrtle Beach is not very rideable for a 200-pounder on a shortboard.
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*The homemade "snowboards" were really grass-boards, as there's never much snow in the midlands of South Carolina. Furthermore this was 1974, and as far as I know, no one had even heard of a snowboard then! But the concept of "surfing" on land occurred naturally to us, and we fashioned plywood into surfboard shapes to "surf" down steep grassy hills. |
Anyway, I intended get more serious and do it right when I moved to San Diego... But then several things happened: one, I discovered much to my dismay that despite a lifetime of "surfing" I in fact had no transferable skills from the Atlantic to the Pacific... In other words, the small shorebreak of Myrtle Beach
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The other main factor was probably falling into beach volleyball which became a much stronger passion, displacing and eventually far outranking surfing as my beach activity of choice... |
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