
Originally Posted by
leethestud
my old man used to take me to croatan on saturday mornings and taught me to surf at probably like 9 or 10 years old. He would swim around and push me into waves. I would be riding, probably the coolest board that I ever had, one of his retro twinnie's from the 80's. Back then it wasn't cool, I just wanted a shiny white one covered in stickers, because you know, kids are d-bags.
Anyhow, those are still some of the fondest memories of my childhood. I can't wait to have kids just so that I can pass that along. He came with me on a surf trip to Costa Rica a couple of years ago and did the same thing. Every morning he would swim and I would surf. I even jokingly sat there waiting for a push once haha.