I hate Idiots, but I especially hate idiots that surf and surf badly at that. All day at work today while I was in the midst of making 75 pizzas by 11am and then from 11-1:30 while I was serving them and from 2-3:30 while prepping for tomorrow’s rotisserie the only thing on my mind was getting out of there to take advantage of the NW wind swell/groundswell combo. Finally when quiting time came I was out of the kitchen faster then a fat kid runs to eat a piece of cake.
I went straight to Rincon where I was let down for the second straight day in a row (read Surf Log for more on that session). From there I cruised to Pitas for a hopeful repeat of yesterday. It was a little bit bigger probably around chest to head with even the occasional bigger set. There was a little cross chop on the face but from the looks of it the top of the point had some solid killable walls pushing through with only six guys on it and it appeared they were missing more waves then they were surfing. I was on it.
I got out in the lineup and was having a pretty decent time hitting beyond vertical backside reo’s. After an hour of this about four other guys came out, two of whom fit into that bro, I think I surf well but I look like shit category. My least favorite of all the surfing genders. Of course these idiots come out and immediately start paddling every one too deep. I was having more fun riding the inside double ups anyhow to be bothered with the set waves which were mushier and I could not be bothered with jockeying with average surfers who think they are in a world tour event or something.
While Im sitting on the inside relishing this section of the wave a good size set most likely overhead came in. Mr. Bro decided he was going to take off on the biggest close out of the set. I paddled deep to get out of his way but sometimes at Pitas the bowl shifts back deep, backs off and then doubles out and closes out like something you would expect to see from shore dump. This was the case with this particular wave. All of a sudden bro was dropping in right on my head.
Now he had plenty of time to see that A) this wave was going to dump and not be worth his while, B) even if it was not a close out the drop itself was well out of his personal skill set and C) there was a surfer directly in his path (me) and pull out of the wave. Of course “stupid is as stupid does” brostapha air drops right onto my head. Luckily as I was about to duck dive I realized I was more likely then not about to get decapitated by inferior surfing ability and ditched swimming as deep as I could to save my own skin.
I knew I would come out unscathed but my board on the other hand took the full brunt of the hit. When I surfaced I found my relatively new board sliced clean through in two places and a third hole half way through as well. The two worst slashes measured longer then four inches a piece long. My board was trashed. Bro looked at me was like “Dude are you ok”. I responded “Im fine but my board is trash”. He retorted “duh, sorry but I got stuck and could not turn and had to take the air drop”. I looked him square in the eye and said “Its kind of hard to do anything when you paddle for an obvious close out, FUCKING DONKEY”. Upon which I splashed some water in his face and took my next wave in ending my session an hour early and ruined what was turning out to be a great board.
I hate bad surfers, but more then that I hate stupid surfers. Sure I have had a few collisions in my day but those were more or less due to poor paddling decisions on a paddlers side or miscommunication in a game of chicken. In most cases with the exception of one everyone came out alright anyhow. This is like the fourth time since I have been out here in California that I have had a board destroyed by some jack ass. There was a time when the line ups used to be full of only competent surfers and were run and dominated by the elite.
Back then shit like this rarely happened. These days what can one expect in the era of the kook. The sport of kings has been degraded down to the sport of clowns. FUCKING DONKEYS, BROS, YUPPIES, RECREATIONALS, WHATEVERS, SHOULDNT YOU GOT BACK TO PLAYING GOLF OR TENNIS OR TOUCH FOOTBALL OR WHATEVER YOU MEATBALLS DO THAT IS COOL ACCORDING TO GQ MAGAZINE AND LEAVE SURFING ALONE. YOU DONT SEE ME DONNING A POLO SHIRT AND TRY TO GET INTO A COUNTRY CLUB DO YOU? GO FUCKING HOME.
at least you can do ding repair. poor alfie
man that blows.
yo i wanna come out there soon, me and anj split up, and i quit my band… i got mad time on my hands.
peace
Nick your welcome anytime and I would be more then pleased to have you. I got a spare room so you dont even have to bum on the couch.
That board art is fucking hysterical.