Stroke... Goin' Left (surprise).
The new guy in the line
up said, "Gawd, that guy catches a lot of waves...
What is his name?"
"It's Bob, but I call him Two Stroke," I replied.
"Why do you call him that?"
"Over the years, I
have frequently watched Two Stroke catch wave after wave on his
9' 2". He tells me he has hollow bones on his 150 pound frame and that allowed him to catch waves easily. But it really was that he had great wave knowledge and knew where to sit in the lineup."
At 47, Two Stroke was in the shape of a 30 year old. He had been a waterman all his life,
and taught grade school, full time.
He was another one of those effortless surfers. On the bigger waves, he could just point and go. I remember on a small wave day, he just turned,
stroked a couple of times and stood up. When he paddled back to the line up, I told him that I couldn't believe that he caught that one foot wave with just two strokes. And with that, I named him "Two Stroke."
Two Stroke reciprocated and called me Three Stroke. But in all reality, I was closer to fifty strokes than to three strokes.
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