Frankly, Id rather be on the receiving end of it once in a while than see spots turn into free-for-alls. This. I'd be willing to bet your first spot was Domes. That place is a zoo and nothing but aggro vibes. Saw a younger guy kick his longboard out at an old man who didn't even drop in that bad (the board kicker took off behind him) and narrowly missed his head by virtue of the leash snapping back. If he would've hit him, it would've been full on assault. I got surrounded by some guys at Topanga once, before I paddled out … who told me not to drop in while out there. My reply, "no ****". After that they were cool.
Never in the water but had a comment yelled at me a day after a transgression when I was a kid. That one event scarred me for life. My lack in water regulation could be because I am a so aware of crowds and personal space. Even at my home break it takes a lot for me to paddle out in a crowd, even one filled with summer pros and new faces. If I do paddle out I watch the line up closely, pick the weak link and make my move there. After a few waves I'm usually able to move up the ranks to a better peak. But that's at the break right near my house. Any new one and I don't even give someone the chance to regulate by giving a wide berth.
Old dude almost gets hurt by some young **** head, I'd be hard pressed not to hurt the little **** head myself. Respect for elders, dude might have been something dead serious in his day. Getting old sucks, and he probably isn't as nimble and aware as he was when he was younger, and more than likely his age played a huge part in it. I do rotations in the cardiac unit, and some of the old guys are feeble, but in their day these were bad ass mother ****ers that have stories for days. Old Korean war vet would have wiped the floor with that little **** in his day. If you're going to be a **** to old people, you have it coming. They didn't chose to get old, however you chose to be an asshole and get your teeth knocked out. Few things I think warrant an ass beating 100% of the time: Disrespect of your elders, making fun of people with special needs, and giving people a hard time about things they were born with. If someone sucks, have at it, but for ****s sake at least pretend like you had some influence in your life and act like a civilized human when it comes to things people can't help. I hope that little **** gets his face bit off. Some people should have been swallowed straight out of the gene pool.
Straight up truth right there. I've regulated p--ssy azz beeches on the blacktop plenty o times for mouthing off to elders or picking on weaker dudes. Got no time for that
The Lake Worth Pier is full of cholos with knives and guns. Been in a couple of beefs there over the years. Once it was huge (we just left Reef Road because it was too big for my buddy, so after getting pitted there for a while he talked me into to driving south so he could surf). They were chanting "Broward Devo Surfer Go Home" as I paddled out, and it was big but soft, and easy slow drop, left or right, and I caught a peak and they were yelling "Locals on the wave only" and one dude threw his board in my way on the way down. I missed it and made the long left past the radio station, paddled back to the peak, and they were pissed. Then I got a right towards the pier, and a guy dropped in on me and was yelling "You're a hazard, get out of the water" while he was looking over his back shoulder and cutting back to yell at me some more. So I paddled in, a a few guys followed me, and my buddy was surfing the inside and saw it all go down. In the parking lot he tornado kicked a couple dbags in a flash (he was from Detroit and was just learning to surf, but was 3rd degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do). I hit some dude in the head with my board, we got in the car, and took off yelling, "come up to Pumphouse!" This was in 1982, so I was 22, so that explains why I was hanging with such a thug.
1989 - 16 years old - VB 14th st pier. Not an issue with my surfing, but a heavy at my highschool thought I was getting a little too cozy with his girlfriend (we were honestly just friends not even benefits). He and his buddy talked some sheet in the lineup letting me know it was 'my time'. I was alone. Waiting them out wasn't going to work I saw, so I took a wave in and walked up to my car - they followed. They closed in on me as I placed my board in my truck, and I swallowed hard and braced for the inevitable beat down about to come my way - they were both bigger than me. Right as they approached within 15 ft of me, out of nowhere, a marked police cruiser did a slow roll right by us, which spooked them and they walked away. Don't ever say gaurdian angels don't exist - that moment made me a believer.
^^ pretty sure a lot of those south FL localism hassles in the 80s were cocaine fueled. Even if they weren't on it at the time of the incident, a lot of those people used it every weekend (if not every night) and that residual neurosis/agitation doesn't just go away with water. I had a similar thing happen late 80s in oxnard: a gang of meth tweakers were waiting on the beach for me and my bud (we were the only ones surfing this whole stretch of beach), yelling all kinds of nonsense. My friend claimed he was a black belt in karate (even though I'd never seen him do any), so I just believed him and wasn't afraid. As we calmly walked way, the @ssholes start running after us, so my friend just turned around got into a fighting stance...they stopped right in their tracks. Psych!
My youthful arrogance, in the face of a tight knit local crew on an epic day of days, was stupid and provoked this incident. Youth and ability does not equal wisdom. I agree with the sentiment that certain places on certain days need to be regulated by the locals. I was clueless back then and could have got shot if I pulled that in this modern day of Stand Your Ground.
It's always been the name of the game. Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. Keeps people in line. I'm a believer in it. As for recent media hype about SYG, similar clauses existed back then, just under a different name. Laws don't change your chances of getting popped.
Another one from late 80s, 14th st VB Pier - Eric Anderson was THE sht hot booger at the time and we were surfing right next to the north side of the pier - fishermen were chapped due to the 300yd sign warning us to give them space. Getting agro and throwing weighted lines at us. One guy had one of those big spoon rigs. Well from the pier he launched the spoon rig and it snagged Eric right in the hand where his thumb connects to his palm and WRRREENNCH!!! Dude just cranked and cranked on it with Eric screaming bloody murder. Awful to watch. Despite boogers and surfers fighting a lot back then, once of the surfers in the lineup bolted up to the pier, jumped the gate, and attached the fisherman punching him in the face. He snapped the line and literally threw him off the pier to applause, then ditchd before the cops showed. Amazing show of solidarity and for the record - pier fishermen are the lowest form of life at the oceanfront. Outside of Canadian tourists in mankinis.
I let the locals have whatever they wanted and got the scraps... It's kind of hard to go puffy chested as a gringo at a very local spot in Puerto Rico.
Really, in Delmarva? lame! Its kind of hard to get super territorial about our spots, since most of them are either state park beaches or very public access.... Don't get me wrong, I think its kind of good to have some hierarchy for people that put in their time, but being very territorial like that in Delmarva is a joke.
I got chirped at my home break. Which is laterally 100 feet from my home.(after he dropped in on me!). I responded that until he could walk across the street he couldn't say anything to me about getting out of the water.