a picture from better times
Yesterday, lost in the pre-session excitement, gathering all my surf detritus and loading it into the car, I temporarily placed the Liddle hull on the roof of the car while I put the seats down. Loaded my bag into the car and took off. whip around a turn and out of the rear view I see a large object slide down from the roof and hit the pavement. The board never made it into the car. A quick check of the tail revealed tiny scrapes nothing more. I felt up and down the rails, nothing, and so i didn’t think to take it out of the board sock.
At the beach, I exclaimed that i was so surprised nothing happened to the board, Volan is a strong substance. And then Ro points to the nose just as it’s coming out of the sock. An 8 inch gouge on the left side of the nose, from just before the stringer down the rail. Thing looks like it got its lights punched out. upturned foam, broken, munched, split fiberglass, shards. The beginning of my deep downward spiral.
I sat on the beach for 20 minutes cursing my forgetfulness, lamenting the damage done to a near pristine board and dreading what a bang up repair job my local homies would do (this operation is way past my ding repair skills). The nose essentially has to be re-built and foiled, never to be the same, patched with normal resin versus the wicked, greenish tint of Volan. My baby was damaged. I felt like packing up and going home.
Just then over my right shoulder came a casual “Hey”, and a well-used roll of duct landed in my lap. So like any good surfer, I taped up the nose, tucked my misery into a little box and drowned it in some mediocre waist high sliding.
So now the hull is out of commission, while I figure out the best way to repair her. I have no idea what I’m gonna do. I’ve been riding this thing pretty much exclusively over the past two months. I am a hull convert junkie and I don’t know if I can go back to round rails, they just don’t don’t have that same slice.
I am the world’s dumbest shit.
