On this, a weekend of seconds, I went surfing again. This time much more successfully. Apparently, as I've learned recently, Manly is not the place to go surfing. Especially the surf school there, which isn't quite so good.
The Let's Go Surfing! school at Bondi is much better in this regard. Perhaps it was the 7:30AM start time so there were fewer people, the small class size, or the quality of our instructor, but the experience was much more pleasant.
My instructor very bluntly told me that being tall was going to make learning much harder. I reminded him being athletically challenged and allergic to shark bites would probably be higher on my list of worries. Despite this, I made a much better showing this time around. The process taught to us today, of standing up in stages, worked much better than the "just jump up and ride" lesson given during my prior lesson.
Our instructor "took us out the back" (I'm sorry, I have no way of making that sound better), which is to say took us, using the rip current, beyond the breakers so we could catch some unbroken waves on their way in. This was incredibly awesome as I found myself able to stand up and surf (twice at that!) on these faster, smoother waves.
I've already signed up for four more lessons.
During my post-surf siesta, I made the mistake underestimating the Australian sun. I thought by lying on my back most of the time, I wouldn't have to apply sunscreen as often to those hard to reach areas. Now all those hard to reach areas have the color and consistency of Chinese BBQ pork.Even the areas I did make sure to apply sunscreen, twice in two hours is apparently not enough.
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