My youngest daughter has been wanting to try surfing for a long time, she's not a kid, she's in her early 30s and a mother, so today for the first time, we went to Queenscliff to have a go and we just happened to bump into MichaelR.
You could not wish for a worse day, short period Nor-easter wind slop, banks a complete mess, countless rips, doubling up, and a backwash every where. But we went ahead regardless.
First up we talked about etiquette, then we had a chat about paddling and just as we're about to practice the pop up, MR turns up to help.
Then I hear a voice from behind me saying " excuse me, do you have some wax I could borrow?".
I turn around and it's none other than one of the greatest surfers of all time, Layne Beachley. She was giving a private lesson nearby.
I had no wax on me, but if I played this the right way, my daughter is going to have a surf lesson she'll never forget. So I say to her, "not on me, but I've got some in the car, I'll go and grab it" I then said to MR "Can you run her through the pop up while I'm gone?" knowing full well that Layne was never going to allow MR to explain a pop up to a novice on her watch.
The car was a good distance away, but sure enough, when I got back, there was Layne just finishing off the pop up lesson, I was stoked.
It didn't end there either, while we were out, if she saw her doing something wrong, like putting the board between her and the wave, as she was pushing it back out, Layne would give her more good advice.
Some days are good days, today was even better than that.