Watching this clip from recent big Avalon reminds me of the first time I started surfing in my 40s, before I took the 10 year break.
http://www.coastalwatch.com/news/article.aspx?articleId=11510&cateId=113&display=0&title=Video:%20Avalon%20Beach%20-%20March%2016,%202013At Nth Avalon there's the left of the Pt and a right just Nth of middle, when it gets really big, the one in the middle just disappears into the left, and on this day, it looks like that mostly happened, but at around 3 minutes, you see a fat of guy having an awesome ride on a quality right.
Well on the the day I was there many years ago, it was not quite so big and the right was holding up really well and peeling off nicely into the rip between the 2 breaks.
I can't remember what I was riding in the way of a LB. but I think is was an ex comp board from Frank Latta. Whatever it was, it was way better than my confidence levels when I managed to get hold of a dirty great bomb.
It was overhead, super fast and it was walling up in front of me and at rate that I did not think I could match and I needed some way of removing myself from danger without too much loss of face and without everyone knowing how tiny my testicles are, then my savior appeared somewhere in front of me.
No, I don't mean Jeebus or Huie, it was a drop in on a LB, way over at the shoulder paddling like fury, and probably blameless considering the closing wall that was on his left. There was no way any fool on a longboard would be there.
Regardless of that, I had found my patsy and I was not going to let him escape, so even before I shouted, I was preparing for my escape with a stiff legged bottom turn, stiff legged because I was scared stiff and any knee bend probably would have resulted in a loosening of the anal sphincter and a soiled wetty.
On the upward journey I let go with my best incredulous holler "oui", he turned to the left and I can still recall the look on his face as he was pulling up and I was doing one of the fastest and highest dismounts I had ever done, with triple twist with pike, degree of difficulty 8.7.
My next performance would have knocked out all comers at the academy awards, I did the Mr Bean like, disappointment half grimace that he always does when he is blaming someone for one of his own stuff ups. The soul searching looking to the heavens, the soul destroying head down and shaking as I paddled towards my buddy with the news that someone had ruined my best wave. And when the guy paddles up to me to offer his apology, I even pretended that all was forgiven and say "them's the breaks".
Probably the worse thing about that incident, is that to this day, I still fee no remorse for that poor chap.
Does that make me a bad person, a gutless wonder with small testicles, or pretty much your average guy just wanting to save face