And, “Mobs of newbies are polluting the soul of the sport”….
I don’t think anything, except maybe plucking the flower of a delectable lover, gives me as much a thrill as reading a new surfer’s complaints about the game.
You know these pests in the surf: oblivious to nuance, barking “but I was on the inside”, rigorously paddling for every single wave, maybe dressed head to know in some kind of lycra suit, with hat secured to head via chinstrap.
Today at Slate, for instance, Sarah Gold, a veteran of six years, throws close to 1500 words at her complaint that too many people surf in her piece, “Hipsters are Ruining Surfing”.
Let’s examine.
“…when I finally hefted my first hulking, foamy soft-top board into the waves, I plunged immediately back into my old love affair with the ocean. And I’ve tried since then to arrange my spare time around it: driving out of town to surf on weekends, planning holidays in spots with good beach breaks. Since I learned to surf, though, I feel like I’ve been mainly chasing—and hardly ever finding—that elusive sense of solo communion with the sea. The reason is simple: increasingly thick hordes of other surfers.
“As a relative newbie myself, I recognize the hypocrisy of my complaint, which certainly isn’t a new one. After all, surfing veterans have been grousing for decades about the ever-growing ranks of “kooks”—clueless rookies—invading their home breaks. But even a fledgling surfer can see that overcrowding on the waves these days is real—and posing a threat to what many long-timers call the “soul” of the sport.”
The risks to surf spots have become so critical, in fact—and the desire to standardize waves for surf tournaments so fierce—that in the past decade, at least eight attempts have been made to engineer artificial breaks. These have all, thus far, been unsuccessful—but the latest, a much hyped inland wave pool unveiled in December by legendary surf champion Kelly Slater, has yet to prove itself one way or another.”
Why are so many people surfing? This is where the story slips from its hinges.
The reasons are listed: because GQ and other sexy fashion mags are doing stories on it; the “steep increase in competitive surf tournaments” … surf spots are disappearing!
Did you know? Let me throw back to the author.
“The risks to surf spots have become so critical, in fact—and the desire to standardize waves for surf tournaments so fierce—that in the past decade, at least eight attempts have been made to engineer artificial breaks. These have all, thus far, been unsuccessful—but the latest, a much hyped inland wave pool unveiled in December by legendary surf champion Kelly Slater, has yet to prove itself one way or another.”
Online democracy is the great equaliser, of course. And the comments below the story tee off on the author.
“Summon the Whaaaaaaa-mbulance! Would you like some cheese with your Whine?”
“You know, once you get past being a teenager, you are supposed to grow past the whole “ugh, people who wanna do the same things as me are so lame”.
“Jesus. Full of yourself much? Devoting one sentence to saying “this may be kind of hypocritical” does not mean you’ve addressed the issue. This sounds like an incredibly dull and meaningless non-issue. You did not help it become more interesting but my eye-rolling did increase.”
“This reads like a midwest transplant whining that Brooklyn used to be great before all the outsiders ruined it. “
“This article could have been written at any time from the 1950’s onward. It will probably be written again 50 years from now.”
Maybe you agree with the author’s sentiment? Do you? Or are you similarly haunted by these mouth-y pests?
Veteran surfers don’t own the ocean! There are new surfers? so what? They wanna have fun, it’s for everyone! I’m sick of these egocentric veteran surfers acting like kids, acting like they own everything in the ocean! Territorial MFs! I am a beginner surfer (HIPSTER if that’s your term for it!) & I don’t fucking know anything about that GQ mag! I started surfing last summer ’cause it’s not snowboarding season. After taking my 1st lesson, I was in love with the sport. “I finally found my passion.” The frustration, pain, fear, adrenaline, wipeouts, the sun, the beautiful beach, & my first surf ride… All these made me wanna come back. It’s addicting! I’ve been surfing for 7 months & I drive 1.5 hrs (2.5 if it’s traffic) twice a week at Pacifica Beach ’cause surfing is life & I don’t care about you whiners! & FU!
& for all you veteran whiner MFs, buy the beach & close it to public if you wanna own it!
Time to get hip…
I love how the advertising surrounding this post is a guy with a single fin and pencil-thin tatts, repping a brand that says “shop knitwear”.
Sarah, find a new spot. Or surf bigger waves. Or surf colder waves. Or surf the Third World. Hipsters have ruined music, beer, food, fashion, cycling and plenty of other things, but they don’t get the blame on this one.
I never gave a second thought to newbs til the existence of The Inertia.
People are going to try surfing whether they are hipsters or not, I think we just need to accept it as an activity people will do. I just don’t understand all this bullshit around localism, I lived here all my life so I get to surf this spot and kooks fuck off home. WTF, end localism.
I had a good laugh with some hipsters (that I normally detest in everyday life) out at a crowded pointbreak recently. It was a chest high Sunday afternoon with families all over the beach just a really nice day. Down the line came this guy with stickers on his board and a selfie stick mounted go pro hooting women and children off from attempting to catch his wave as he frantically pumped past us. We all looked at each other and had a good laugh. You can torture yourself with a shit perspective on life it’s no different in the water.
Hipsters have ruined surfing, their lowbrow aloofness is boring. This is why quiky has got out of Dane and Ando. The stay high marketing is brilliant with mikem and the new young guns but the icing(no pun intended) was seeing the rcj666 wry smile on insti also staying high. inspiring stuff!
Dane isn’t a hipster
I guess it depends on where you live in the world as to how it is defined, but his generation is the missing generation that most people( u20 or O35 are trying to move on from as fast as we can. The people described in the article and the way surfing is depicted in mainstream media is a consequences of the to cool generation.
nah, that’s Dion and Kai
Perfect.
“Surfing sucks. Don’t try it”
Paddling out within 50 yards of me? HATE
Haole to you too Ms. Sarah Gold
seriously though, if you’re not competent by 15….bag it.
No. Laird ruined surfing. Hipsters are just lazily fucking its corpse. Meanwhile, Paul Speaker is exaggerating how many people will watch a portuguese language documentary of the Laird and the fucking.
yup, and no fucking rookies get a place anywhere near the door, i sure as fuck didn’t in 83′ when i started at the back of the line like everyone before me
Sadly that ideal has gone here on the Gold Coast, behind the rock Snapper and you can barely get to your feet, no worries mate, roll out the welcome mat.
skills may be the one thing left that entitled fucks can’t buy
I’ve always been a shitty friend.
Are adult learners worse the older they are when they learned? Example, is someone who learned in their late 20’s just as bad as the old guy on a longboard who took up surfing during retirement?
Asking for a friend…
nobody cares when you start as long as you stay the fuck out of the way at the good spots, there’s no excuse to not paddle down the beach where you can suck in peace. you don’t show up at Wimbledon and walk out on centre court but any asshole with an HS and a Phantom thinks he should get set waves at Rincon and Sandspit and Lowers
I’m afraid my thinly-veiled internet sarcasm was slightly too veiled. I don’t actually give a shit what anyone on the internet thinks about how old I was when I started surfing. Then again, I’m in the water more days a week than probably half the commenters on Beach Grit, 75% of The Intertia, and 99.9% of Slate, so maybe I’m the exception to the rule.
oh, the “just started but i’m cathcing up fast” angle? and don’t think about it as “guys on the internet”, I run people over in real life.
Someone fucking up good sections deserves what they get. I spend more time at my local point dodging speed bumps than being one, or even more frequently, dodging salty old fuckers on 10′ boards taking off on the outside shoulder burning anyone on a board under 6′ who took off on the peak.
oh, so you you do understand, just being contrarian. word.
Maybe you shouldn’t drink so much.
Sarah here’s some advice: stop surfing
Also there’s a new guy in my town I’m calling McBainyfuckfacepants as he is such a cunt in the water. I’ve had to forgo my usual nice guy mode and now i engage him in a contest of out positioning each other. I’m not sure why just but because he’s the one being a cunt i have to show him what a cunt i can be in return to one up him? He also does these gay aerial kickouts like he thinks hes a wizard or some shit. Fuck him.
dumbledore does aerial kickouts? sweet.
Dropped in on some guy from out of town (in fact that evening he was the forth person) and he tried to kick out under neath me as i was coming out of a turn (fuck it is lame talking describing yourself surfimg fuck sorry) and i ran over his board quite nicely. He then paddled up and apologized which i rightly accepted after all there was no damage to my board and all was good in my narrow little world.
A young chap tried talking to me in the water the other day. Can you believe that? He paddled up to me and started talking. Conversing about the scramble down the cliff and how the water temperature had dropped in the last week. Can you imagine? I tried talking but ended up coming across like a total idiot. I got out next wave. Cursed his stupid ways with his inferior branded wetsuit and the fact that he’d ruined my morning. Poor bugger I thought as I sipped my morning coffee out of my lubriciously over-priced thermos.
We’re programmed to be total bastards from a young age in this “sport”.
His evil plan to disarm you by overt friendliness suceeded. Bastardry comes in many guises.
Yeah that one gets me every time, recently my brother and I were out at NZ’s most famous break when a local we kind of knew paddled out and we were saying oh look it’s this fucking douche bag etc then he recognised us and came up asked how we’ve been, had a great chat and even let us take a couple of waves he had priority for leaving us feeling like the absolute A-holes we are.