I have dropped in, as a youth and still to this day (yesterday). Forgive me O Barry, I am a transgressor. I'll confess yesterdays f up after I hear from a few of ya'll. Until then, here is a good one from way back when. Back in the early 80s I was at my buddy's house - "XXXX's One Stop", getting some of this and some of that, and a mutual friend shows up too. He walks in the door half drunk, spotted me and his eyes get huge, and he yells, YOU RAN ME OVER!. Wants to fight. I laughed at him and told him it was his fault. He backed down only because he didn't want to get thrown out by XXXX. Otherwise we would have gone at it. I clearly remember the whole thing....it was at Pumphouse a couple years before that, so it was like 1980. I took off right from the peak away from the jetty, and he took off left from the second peak, and I tried to go high and so did he and we collided and I ran him over, having the most speed from first peak, and he was just taking off when I had a head of steam. Not a drop in. But I have been guilty over the years, intentionally and unintentionally, and yesterday was totally at fault. Spill some confessions to your salty brethern, and I'll cough up some more tales of stupidity.
Careful with this ^^ guy, sissurfdog!! Next thing you know he will be offering you chocolate bars to "come out back" for a few minutes!! lol But to answer sissurfdogs inquiry.....I have always been very attentive to NOT drop in on others, so I have no recall of such an event. However, a few years back, a few friends and I were out surfing and we decided to see who could stuff the other more efficiently. We purposely were dropping in on each other in waves that were shoulder high etc. Made a game out of it. Was fun in an otherwise boring day out at The Wall.
I may have told this story already, but... Several years back I ran into a friend of mine at a party. I'm just standing there with a bunch of dudes, beers in hand, we're all just talking. All of a sudden he says to me... in front of everybody... "Hey... my wife got a great picture of us surfing this fall." I say, "Yea? What's it of?" He says, "It's a perfect picture of YOU... dropping in on ME... on a set wave during that Hurricane Bill swell! I'm gonna make it my Christmas card this year, and send it to EVERYBODY... you SOB!" I was humiliated...
Did you ask him for a copy of the picture...you know, in case you are not on his Christmas card list. If you surf with buds, over time it is bound to happen. I had a buddy drop in that still haunts me to this day (mainly b/c he reminds me every chance he gets). We where finishing up an 8 day gig in CR. We had a really good week of waves and fun. Our flight was afternoon, and the tide and wind where setting up for a DP prior to leaving. Pull up and the sunrise sesh was on. It was headhigh and A framing and glassy. Not perfect...had to maneuver and set up proper to catch the sets...which I did. Over and over again. For the first hour, I was a magnet. Beaming with stoke. Loving life and all that. Well, another wave came and it was a good sweeping left and I just paddled back out from similar left (dialed in!), I turn and go and my bro is literally bottom turning into the pit as I take the sketchy late drop...he basically gets crushed and I get yet another wave in the very good category. Man he was pissed, he was having a horrible sesh (timing off, missing waves etc). He gets the wave of the session for him or me (based on where he took off, and how good of a ride I got, it was a good one!) and I totally stuff him. He actually yelled at me when I paddled back out and then we had words as we were packing the boards in car post sesh. I have always regretted that one b/c it put such a soar note on the end of our trip. I can honestly say, it was on purpose. I was in such a groove. He knew it and worked his way over to me a few times knowing I was dialed. We laugh about it now. This dude was giving me rides to the beach when I was 13-14-15 years old. And, it ain’t like he never dropped in on me lol. As a practice, I never drop in on purpose!
Pfff. who cares, really?? What was important was ...is his wife hot?? Did you stuff her?? Now THAT we want to know!!!!
I paddled out during one of the first good swells last fall to an incredibly packed lineup. One of those days when even after getting a wave it was more about avoiding people than riding the wave properly. A guy paddles out past me to be more in the priority spot. A wave came and he got hung up on the lip, missing it. The next one I put my head down and went for it. As soon as I popped up he was bearing down on me, perfectly angled and trimming down the face. No chance to avoid it, he slammed into me, and we got wrapped up in the leashes, and washed into the rocks. What made me feel bad was he was more apologetic than I was at first. I was impatient, it was on me. I seen him the next day and we talked and he was a really decent, hunble guy. I was telling a buddy about it a few days later, and he started laughing saying he saw the whole thing. In fact, if I wasn't under the soup trying to get untangled, I would have heard the whole parking lot go "oooohhhh, what a a hole" . Glad I was under. Thats my worst drop in in years. Now, back to work.
Dropped in on a grumpy visiting longboarder last year. Saw him blow a couple of good sets previously, so I made up my mind that I was going. So, you guessed it, he finally makes a takeoff. So I casually pull out and let him go down the line. I made it a point to let him paddle back near me so I could apologize. He was a little surly and without losing his cool he kinda chewed on me a little bit, so I let him go there as long as he didn't cross a line. Last thing he said was, "you better be careful, there's some guys around here that'll chase you outta here for that". I responded, "dude I live here". His entire demeanor changed after that. He was hooting me into waves lol
he blew a couple of previous takeoffs but some time had passed and waves were ridden. He was in the right spot and had priority. But you blow a couple around here and you'll be shown down the beach in a hurry. He's a visitor but I see him around here during the decent swells so I gave him the benefit of a doubt. If he were one of those other dozens of blow-in's we get around here, I would've cut out but there will be no apologies. I only burn the worst kooks. I gotta live out here ya know
If you are local and they are not, you drop in every time. EVERY SINGLE TIME! And as a reminder, the whole ocean is not mine, but there are little parts of it that are.
Years ago me and a good buddy were surfing south Delray on a very good north swell, 10 to 12 foot faces on the sets, and firing for 150 yards. It was offshore, an early spring day. Another guy who was more than an acquaintance, we were both active with Surfrider, paddled out on his LB. I never surfed with him before. He was maybe 15 yards north of me, had priority, let the first wave of the set go, which was not that good of a wave. He went for the second wave, but pulled out, and I got the third wave. This happened againne, but there was no third wave. I said to myself, I'm just gonna ignore him, he's been out for a while, I haven't seen him catch anything. So of course I take off backside on a well groomed well OH wave, and I see him out of the corner of my right eye making a late drop and I think he's gonners, no way is he gonna make it. I get to the bottom of the wave, and he had somehow made the turn and slingshotted below me and we crashed and I put a nice dent in his board. I apologized profusely. He was a local, so he drove home and got another board, and we all stayed out till dark. I got a local shaper to fix the hole. John and I became close friends, we've traveled to Pavones, still do ugly sweater Xmas parties. Found out he is a 4th degree Vietnamese MMA teacher, lucky for me he's a super nice guy.
A couple decades ago, some youngster blatantly dropped in on my sister on a waist high Summer day in Sea Isle. The waves were clean enough to NOT be a party wave type of summer day. There were like 50 people in the water. I'd say about 10 were people we knew. The rest were Summer pros including the young putz mentioned above. When he paddled back out, I paddled over to him, belched real loud, hocked up a loogie, and spat it at his general direction. I looked him in the eyes and said, 'Don't ever, ever drop in like that on anyone again, let alone my sister, or the next one's going to be spit right in your eye." He paddled in. I was very protective of mi familia back in the day. Especially my sons. Now, they can take care of business on their own and I've moved into the "old fart" realm so I let a lot of BS slide now. Life's too short to get aggravated whilst wave sliding.
Isn't this the extra pale aggro dude at the place we shall not mention that drops in on everyone? bald?
Unintentional incident - Ocean Reef Park twenty years ago, so I was pushing 40 and the kid was someone I had seen grow up from gromhood and was now a good surfer in his 20s. It was a clean shoulder high dropping north swell with long lulls and two to three waves per set, and it was only breaking proper off the south rock, so a few of us were jockeying for peaks. A set came, he was sitting closer to the rock, first wave was a beauty, I heard him yell "GO! GO!" so I took off and got a 100 yard left, a perfect wave. I paddle back to the rock, all smiley and proud, and the kid says very calmly, loud enough for the whole pack to overhear, "So are you gonna drop in on me all day?" I told him he said GO, he told me he said "NO! NO!" How embarrassing. I apologized but I doubt he believed me. I got one more wave and gave my self a timeout.