In the coming week of working full on and not having a very interesting life, I will try to catch up on my blog of all the interesting things I did in the last month or so when I was too busy being awesome to blog about it.
My New Zealand motto is to go outside of my comfort zone more. And nothing is more outside of my comfort zone than water sports. Ok, no. Driving a motor vehicle is more outside of my comfort zone than water sports.
So anyhow. Water sports. They are outside of my comfort zone for a good reason. I failed red in swimming lessons like three times before being moved on to maroon probably mostly out of pity before failing that countless more times before my mother got fed up and took me out of swimming lessons full stop.
Remco and Joe, probably risking their lives
I can float though. And doggy paddle. And tread water. So I reckon my chances of surviving in the water are not the worst…. I am still a stronger swimmer than, say a, paraplegic.
Anyway. I figure the best way to get better at water sports is to just throw myself in head first. Which is exactly what I did my first time surfing at Muriwai. I went out to the beach with Joe, Nils, Remco and Jenny. After renting our wet suits and boards we were given a quick surfing lesson on the sand by Joe before heading out to the water.
Nils in the water
Jenny and I after getting too tired from surfing and giving up to play in the waves
Ok, I’m just going to say it. I was not very good at surfing. I fell off heaps of times, and each time as I was under the water – not knowing up from down – I thanked God for the massive floatation device (i.e. the surf board) which was conveniently strapped to my right leg. However, I did eventually get the hang of it and managed to ride several waves on my stomach, which I probably could have stood up with, but I didn’t have the courage.
It wasn’t long before I was completely tired out, so Jenny and I took our boards to the beach and just splashed around in the water instead. When the others returned from the surfing we relaxed and napped on the beach before hiking up a small hill to see the gannet colony. I love the gannets….they are awesome.
The rest of the evening was spent picniking on the beach and enjoying the incredible sunset before setting back home to Auckland. Operation not drown… a success!