Surf's Up

For as long as I can remember I've had to hear about surfing. From the time my dad was 8 until he was 14 my dad lived on Oahu--two blocks off of Waikiki beach. My dad learned how to surf at Waikiki beach near the sea wall. Back in the 50's Waikiki beach was one of the few places that people surfed. Bonsai Pipeline, was not open to surfing because it was too dangerous.
I remember the time I went to Waikiki beach. My cousin Jennifer and I played along the beach.--both of us in matching orange bikinis. We were too young to surf. My dad did end up attempting to teach the older boys to surf. I don't remember if any of them (the boys) got up that day, but that didn't stop them from trying on future occasions.

When my dad returned back to California he took up surfing in Santa Cruz. He still speaks fondly of his one-of-a kind double-stringed 9ft 6inch Hobie surf board that he purchased in Santa Cruz. The picture at right is my dad and his Hobie surf board. He surfed places like Steamers, 41st street, and Capitola --all places the locals surf today. My dad still has that surf board. He's planning on displaying it somewhere in my parents' house.

One of the additional activities we are offering for Saturday is surf lessons. Hopefully you'll be better than any of my cousins ever got to be. The best they ever got at surfing was using the Hobie as a really big water ski behind the boat.