Hooked up to the last slide. And all you’ll ever need are 6 slides to seal the deal!
I paddled out as far as my arms could carry me. My upper body was burning. I was digging deep for every pull of energy when another wave would come and smash into my surf board, carrying me back towards the beach. For every two strokes forward, the ocean had other plans and pushed me away from the waves I needed to catch. I wanted it bad. I wanted to be where the rest of the surfers were. Catching the green wave before it crested white. That’s where a surfer is almost certain to pop up on that board and be able to ride that wave.