I started surfing in the 70's. I can remember the first few issues of Tracks; "you a freer to flow within the wave". Still don't know if freer is a real word. So my first surfboard was about 5' long. I surfed till the mid 80's, and my boards were never longer than 6'6". Fast forward to 2012. I'm 53 and after surfing probably 20 times in 25 years I got a 8' board. I surfed more last winter than I have done since the 80's. Anyway a few of my old mates were baggin me for riding a big board. Getting filthy looks from others down the beach, people not talking to me. So I thought Ok!, I'm going back to the short boards! I'm going to be so f##ken groovy. I'm gonna rip! All the chicks will dig me and all the hot young shortboarders will be my friend. So I took my board to the surf shop to get sold. After a couple of days, I felt like I'd abandoned an old friend! 5 days later I was banging on their door! I nearly ran someone off the road on my way there! Can I have my board back please? The ding guy had cleaned it up (for a fee), she was like new. Spent today getting reacquainted in 3 foot beach break, with the sun out. The love affair continues.