Surfer Found Dead at RC's

Thanks for posting that tard.
Atleast he got one more good one! Ride in paradise!

 

I'm turning 53 in October. It is frightening to hear that he was fit as hell and still got taken out by a massive MI. At least he went out on a wave.

Last fall I surfed alone in South Jersey when Joaquin came past. About 45 minutes later, another surfer paddled out. It made me feel better to no longer be alone. I said they'd probable figure things out eventually if I went missing, with a car with board racks and Surfrider license plate in the lot. He mentioned he was wearing a Road ID. Not sure if there's much benefit to the wearer, unless you have some medical history/conditions or drug allergies they should know about but at least first responders can easily identify you. This fall, they had a "back to school sale" so I grabbed one for me, and another for my son.

 

Just bought one for Barry that says "DNR"
ANyone have an address for him

 

They're a little pricey for what they are, but I'd been thinking about getting one for almost a year now. When they went on sale, that pushed me over the edge, and I pulled the trigger.

 

Prior medical history AND family history are the two greatest determinants of heart attack candidacy. Genetics is overwhelming factor. No matter how fit one is NOW, what one did when 20 years of age plays a role. Most surfers played way too hard when young.
Ces't la vie, mon ami!!

 

Shows empathy in saying that the effort to save the guy was sub par... gets harassed for no empathy.

Thats similar to a story I have for you folks. not to hijack a thread, but hear me out.
Wife tells me I am cannot day smoke weed anymore because I'm high all the time blah blah blah. She like wine, I dont really drink.
Anyways, sunday afternoon she pours a glass of red wine so I go take one fat hit off my pipe. I return and she gives me ****. I say, hey your having wine whats the difference. She says drinking is a "social thing" and that my desire to go out later(probably for dinner mind you) will be none and shame..
I point out to her that she is the only one drinking and that I likely will now want to go out for food increasingly badly. How is it social if she is the only one drinking at a party of me and her and the cat and dog.. thoughts? I just wanna get high. Been doing it since forever and do not anticipate stopping only to pick up a liking for drinking, which I just cannot stand.

 

I would dump her, and im not even trying to be funny.
Had a girl of 3 years. She decided i smoke too many cigarettes. Turned into a nightly fight. Moved out in May and couldnt be any happier!

Girls try to change you from the person they "Fell in love with". I say fvck em. Life's too short to filter yourself (except for 8 hours at work of course)

 

Did the same thing a few yrs back. Ocean ended up eroding the RoadID & it fell off one day. I still wonder if anyone ever found it washed up on the beach and, looking out at the ocean, thought 'holy farkkk!'

 

Holy smokes, you did find it...!!

 

It should say "fu*k off douche canoe"

 

Youse guys....!

 

Some dude died in the water at Kennebunk this past spring. Not sure what happened. It wasn't big. Probably heart...? It was weak thigh to waist.

SUPers better put them boats to use if someone keels in the water.

Spent a solid 30 seconds under water in CR this past September. Probably a year ago today. I have a very clear understanding of my comfort zone these days.

There is an unwritten formula of crowd comfort factored in with wave size, season and temperature, and ocean chaos. For me, the three most uncomfortable times in the water are 1) when its oceanic chaos and massive beach break and you've got a pretty big iz and you've gotta decide "do I be a size queen and make the treck further out into the stormy abyss, or do I snag some waves and take the occasional wave on the head?" Age has taught me that option 3 is to go home and drink beer and get some tail. 2) when its creepy New England foggy lonesome and you're the only dude for a stretch. You have a kindred unspoken temporary allegiance with that bobbing soul in the distance.

Fog is a major creep factor.

 

I do it out of respect. I know if its my time, its time. But at least she's happy knowing where to start looking.
Creepy tread. I try to be aware and thankful of the many gifts I have been bestowed. Be safe ya bunch of morons!

 

And the days where the sky is steely grey and the water platinum...and some fog...you do t know what's there until it's on top of your heeeead