apology not accepted ...
Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2009 2:08 pm
apology fail … surfin turf completely loses sh!t …
another harangue by surfin turf …
by now it probably seems like I am only ever angry in the surf but those who know me can attest that I have many, many fun surfs, happily sharing waves with a bunch of blokes who act like human beings … it’s just that when “certain things” happen I like to share the experience … (or vent if you prefer …)
there will be people who “get this” and people who don’t so I need to set the scene first so you can get a feel for my modus operandi …
it’s no secret the conditions early this morning were extremely good and as the crowd built I am under no illusion that I was very lucky to have surfed a beautiful racing left mostly to myself for 90 minutes … I watched as countless guys ran full steam down the beach access tracks boiling with enthusiasm then stop dead and wonder where they were going to paddle out … I was very thankfull for the pack mentality and cluelessness that was occuring as in almost every instance they would then run off towards the crowed peak, leaving me to enjoy my lefts …
after a while 3 mid 20’s boogie boarders paddled out about 50 meters north of me onto another peak and were getting plenty of waves but after about 30 minutes they drifted down to where I was taking off … the three of them then started buzzing around me paddling back and forwards chasing every bump that came along and hooting and whoooing and talking all manner of jibberish cr@p …
I sat back thinking that I have had a good run so would wait till they all got a wave … after they all got a wave you would expect it would be my go but they were still buzzing around, and then started paddling just inside me for another wave and I then got snaked a couple of times … I missed out on about 6 or 7 waves that technically and morally should have been mine so I then waited for them to do there buzzing around thing again and paddled off inside about 10 meters on my own again and waited … then a set comes through and I’m perfectly positioned for the first one … I’m paddling on and one of the boogie boarders is still paddling back out and turns around about 20 feet out side of me to take off so I give him a yell … but whilst looking straight at me he takes off anyway hooting and whoooing in a high voice … :?
this is the point where hidden instinctive aggression kicked straight in and before I knew it I had lined him up, pulled a sharp turn off the top and dropped back down straight on top of him, rode across his back … and then ended up caught behind …
when we both popped up in the wash I started yelling before I had a chance to take a breath …
transcript of the discussion that followed …
(me) … “f’off you f’ing wanker” …
“what did you say”
(me) …“f’off you f’ing wanker” … “f’off somewhere else if you want to do that”
“ohhhhh … sorry …” in sarcastic tone
(me) …“stick your sorry in your arse, wanker … you saw me coming, you were looking straight at me and you still dropped in … f’off” …”
“I appologised so that’s it … you want to go on with it …”
(me) … “don’t appologise for what you purposely did and think you can get away with it … now go and f’off”
followed by an angry staredown … (way worse than blue steel) … offender paddles off…
the 2 other boogie riders paddle over to me briskly looking like they are about to let fly but being as p!ssed off as I was they were met with my best angry face and they paddled off past me without saying anything …
so that’s the story and I went in a few waves later … but do I feel good about any of that … NO … not proud and not happy with myself … and started feeling bad about 2 minutes after I lost it …
here’s the thing … although extremely annoying the only thing those idiots had the right to do was act like knobs buzzing around and whooing in high pitch screams like 12 year old girls … those pr!cks had no “unwritten surfing law” rights to take more than their share of waves in the first place and no right to drop in blatently after I had patiently sat there and waited well beyond my turn … and most of all that knob had no right to put me in that position of doing a Mr Hyde …
whether people like it or not there’s an etiquite and although not everyone knows and “get’s” it , it’s pretty unfair on those who do ... particulary when you’re the one that loses your sh!t and ends up looking like an angry old bugger …
the problem is that unlike most other activities the “rules” aren’t in the hand book that you receive with your welcome pack … and you don’t get kicked out of the club when you break the rules … word of mouth doesn’t seem to work either because the words to the offender end up something like what I said … but I also find it highly unlikely that I would ever say to a boogie boarder who just blatently dropped in on me … “ hey mate, how about I shout you a coffee and we’ll sit down and discuss your actions and how you can correct them in the future” …
I get that this has been discussed to nausiating and fruitless lengths before and my little story will do bugger all toward education the masses but where else do I get to have a public rant about these stupid experiences on the glorious nothern beaches of sydney …
and just in case anyone is wondering … I don’t want to peace out and chill and live the f’ing stoke and become one with nature or any other spiritual recommendations for that matter … I just want to exercise my god given right to enjoy a surf without some knucklehead turning me into a raving madman …
another harangue by surfin turf …
by now it probably seems like I am only ever angry in the surf but those who know me can attest that I have many, many fun surfs, happily sharing waves with a bunch of blokes who act like human beings … it’s just that when “certain things” happen I like to share the experience … (or vent if you prefer …)
there will be people who “get this” and people who don’t so I need to set the scene first so you can get a feel for my modus operandi …
it’s no secret the conditions early this morning were extremely good and as the crowd built I am under no illusion that I was very lucky to have surfed a beautiful racing left mostly to myself for 90 minutes … I watched as countless guys ran full steam down the beach access tracks boiling with enthusiasm then stop dead and wonder where they were going to paddle out … I was very thankfull for the pack mentality and cluelessness that was occuring as in almost every instance they would then run off towards the crowed peak, leaving me to enjoy my lefts …
after a while 3 mid 20’s boogie boarders paddled out about 50 meters north of me onto another peak and were getting plenty of waves but after about 30 minutes they drifted down to where I was taking off … the three of them then started buzzing around me paddling back and forwards chasing every bump that came along and hooting and whoooing and talking all manner of jibberish cr@p …
I sat back thinking that I have had a good run so would wait till they all got a wave … after they all got a wave you would expect it would be my go but they were still buzzing around, and then started paddling just inside me for another wave and I then got snaked a couple of times … I missed out on about 6 or 7 waves that technically and morally should have been mine so I then waited for them to do there buzzing around thing again and paddled off inside about 10 meters on my own again and waited … then a set comes through and I’m perfectly positioned for the first one … I’m paddling on and one of the boogie boarders is still paddling back out and turns around about 20 feet out side of me to take off so I give him a yell … but whilst looking straight at me he takes off anyway hooting and whoooing in a high voice … :?
this is the point where hidden instinctive aggression kicked straight in and before I knew it I had lined him up, pulled a sharp turn off the top and dropped back down straight on top of him, rode across his back … and then ended up caught behind …
when we both popped up in the wash I started yelling before I had a chance to take a breath …
transcript of the discussion that followed …
(me) … “f’off you f’ing wanker” …
“what did you say”
(me) …“f’off you f’ing wanker” … “f’off somewhere else if you want to do that”
“ohhhhh … sorry …” in sarcastic tone
(me) …“stick your sorry in your arse, wanker … you saw me coming, you were looking straight at me and you still dropped in … f’off” …”
“I appologised so that’s it … you want to go on with it …”
(me) … “don’t appologise for what you purposely did and think you can get away with it … now go and f’off”
followed by an angry staredown … (way worse than blue steel) … offender paddles off…
the 2 other boogie riders paddle over to me briskly looking like they are about to let fly but being as p!ssed off as I was they were met with my best angry face and they paddled off past me without saying anything …
so that’s the story and I went in a few waves later … but do I feel good about any of that … NO … not proud and not happy with myself … and started feeling bad about 2 minutes after I lost it …
here’s the thing … although extremely annoying the only thing those idiots had the right to do was act like knobs buzzing around and whooing in high pitch screams like 12 year old girls … those pr!cks had no “unwritten surfing law” rights to take more than their share of waves in the first place and no right to drop in blatently after I had patiently sat there and waited well beyond my turn … and most of all that knob had no right to put me in that position of doing a Mr Hyde …
whether people like it or not there’s an etiquite and although not everyone knows and “get’s” it , it’s pretty unfair on those who do ... particulary when you’re the one that loses your sh!t and ends up looking like an angry old bugger …
the problem is that unlike most other activities the “rules” aren’t in the hand book that you receive with your welcome pack … and you don’t get kicked out of the club when you break the rules … word of mouth doesn’t seem to work either because the words to the offender end up something like what I said … but I also find it highly unlikely that I would ever say to a boogie boarder who just blatently dropped in on me … “ hey mate, how about I shout you a coffee and we’ll sit down and discuss your actions and how you can correct them in the future” …
I get that this has been discussed to nausiating and fruitless lengths before and my little story will do bugger all toward education the masses but where else do I get to have a public rant about these stupid experiences on the glorious nothern beaches of sydney …
and just in case anyone is wondering … I don’t want to peace out and chill and live the f’ing stoke and become one with nature or any other spiritual recommendations for that matter … I just want to exercise my god given right to enjoy a surf without some knucklehead turning me into a raving madman …