All of us have a “bucket list”, things we want to do while we are on this earth.
The list can be as simple as visit a long lost relative to climbing Mount Kilimanjaro. I’ve got my own list that seems to grow longer as the years go by, but every chance I get, I cross another off the list.
Some of the major events I’ve checked off my list are skydiving, running and finishing the Boston Marathon, climbing Mt. Washington, and skiing down.
A couple of weeks ago I was able to check another off the list….surfing during a hurricane. When hurricane Irene come up the coast and headed towards New England, I started to get excited. I learned how to surf when visiting San Diego many years ago, but the problem with living in New England is, unless there is a storm out to sea, we don’t see a lot of surfable waves in Cape Cod bay.
On the Cape Cod sea shore, there are quite a few good spots to surf, but I live an hour and a half from there. Each time I go to California, which is many times each year, my good friends Tim Ryan and/or Brian take me out to catch the waves. So I’ve gotten to the point that I can get up and get some hang time.
When I heard hurricane Irene was going to visit us in New England, I started making plans. I got my board out from storage and called my friend Rob, whose board I also store at my house.
I told him my plans, “let’s get out the day before and practice up on the pre-storm waves, and then we will be ready for the big ones!” When we got there the day before the storm, we were shocked to see there were only one to two feet swells. There were literally no waves. It seemed the winds of the storm had yet to have gotten close enough to kick up the surf.
At first we thought we would go get some lunch instead, over at Jake’s Seafood who served great lobster rolls. Then on second thought, we decided to go out, get in the water and get some transition time in. Transition time being the time your laying flat you your board and the time you make the move to jump up to surf.
Rob was still learning how to surf so the swells were the perfect size for him to work on his skills. We stayed in the water for a good hour or so, during that time a couple of good sets came in and we got some good practice, but nothing could have prepared us for the next day.
The next morning, we got up early. We wanted to get the surfing in before worst part of the storm got into the area. We had packed the truck the night before, everything was ready and off we went.
On the way to the beach, the winds were calm blowing at about 20—30 miles an hour, which isn’t that high, and in some areas they were even calmer. We were concerned again that we may be too early and there would be no good waves at the beach.
As we got closer to the beach, the winds blew harder and harder. When we turned the corner onto Natasket Ave., the winds had gotten to 60—70 miles an hour, the winds picked the boards up out of the back of the truck and blew them into the street. Since I had never surfed during a hurricane, I didn’t know to tie the board down! I know now!
That’s the thing with experience. If you’ve never done something, you don’t have the foresight to take certain actions. If I had been with my friends Tim and Brian, they would have known exactly what to do….so I was learning by trial and error. We got the board back on the truck and parked behind a dune. This protected us from the wind for a brief period of time.
We put our wet suits on, grabbed our boards and walked out from behind the sand dune and onto the beach. Immediately the 65 mile an hour winds grabbed those boards and blew them down the beach…problem was, they were still attached to my arms…I wasn’t going to let go!
I learned another lesson, when walking a surfboard in heavy wind, you need to hold it flat, and point it into the wind or else it’s going to take you for a ride!
The walk to the water was only fifty yards, but it was a hard fifty yards to walk…it was also raining sideways, so the rain was hitting us in the face like little missiles in the wind. The sea wasn’t as calm as it was the day before, actually, the sea looked very angry. The waves were pounding the beach, one after an other and from different angles.
It wasn’t nice big sets breaking onto the beach. It was pounding surf being blown around by the wind. Nonetheless, we got into the water determined to complete our task and catch some waves. The surf kept trying to beat us back to the beach but we put our heads down and kept our board point to the sea and worked our way out.
Then I saw it, the first wave I was going to catch. I flipped my board around, started paddling to gain momentum, soon the force of the wave was behind me, it started to torque me like an engine on over drive, I had never felt so much power behind my board. I got into position for the transition, I jumped up on my board, I was riding the wave!…and then the wind blew me off the board!
The wind was so strong it actually blew me off the board, so I learned to jump up, and lean into the wind as I surfed…another lesson!
We stayed, and got chewed up, spit out by the sea for about an hour….but what an hour! A lot of fun and another item checked off the bucket list!
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David Lindahl, also known as the “Apartment King” has been successfully investing in single-family homes and apartments for the last 18 years. He is the author of four popular, money making home study courses “Apartment House Riches”, “How To Estimate And Renovate House For Huge Profits” “Managing For Maximum Profits” and “The Real Estate Investors Marketing Tool Kit”. Click here to receive a free copy of his latest free book ” A Complete Guide To Making Money In Real Estate In Your HomeTown”