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My mate is a surfer in Christchurch (aka surf city). Poor boy hardly sees a wave once a month. So understandably he was chomping at the bit when he got the leave pass from the Mrs to fly up to Auckland for Road Trip 2010.
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To see those waves crashing on the beach made me understand how Harold and Kumar must have felt when they finally made it to White Castle.
The Rewi and Tomo story. As always, good trips are planned around over a couple of beverages and in this case it was a couple of infamous berry ciders down at Nelsons local Sprig & Fern Tavern with.
If you surf in Christchurch you get used to surfing some marginal short period wind chop and most of the time it’s onshore slop.
Weeks had passed since my last session. The last few days had been like pulling teeth as I waited for the epic south swell to arrive. I had spent the morning getting all the jobs done around the house and playing with the kids in the backyard, my 2 year old son helping me wax my board and pack my gear.
As life moves on things change and what was once important seems to drift away into memories. Surfing, such as big part of my life for so many years is one such thing that was put on the backburner for a number of reasons: career, travel, family. Your close friends stop surfing, get married, move away or find other paths and you all loose touch with what you once held so dear.
When a surfer stretches out their back when looking out to a Hawaiian sunrise before picking up their board to jog into the blue Hawaiian surf the only thing that runs through your mind is, "Living the dream".
It was summer, sometime late '70s. I was a non surfing grom, but this roadie changed my whole life...