Just like they say, there is nothing like your first high. Most people can distinctly remember their first day planing. If you've ever planed out of a jibe, you will completely remember that feeling, too. Two of my friends recently completed some very impressive firsts. Juan learned to do a spock 540 and Asma learned the grubby. I captured them doing so last Friday at Candlestick Park.
![](http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wvIuiUWp8bQ/SrEl9oFrFbI/AAAAAAAABSA/CHrjiMzZfv8/s400/juan_spock.jpg)
![](http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wvIuiUWp8bQ/SrEmFjVMZLI/AAAAAAAABSI/50B5pA2Zgjo/s400/asma_grubby.jpg)
Jacob, aka "Lofty" lent me his camera to snap these photo sequences, then went the extra mile spending his time stitching the pictures together... outstanding work.
Also, he put together a goofy little clip from the same day of some true "buttsailing":
1 comment:
not that sure I agree with what you say... I mean, I remember some first times... but no matter what, I'm stoked every time I'm out there, as soon my feet are in the footstraps I´m stoked, for sure and no doubt :)
maybe the "stoke" (in my case) grows with the size of the waves, but that doesn't mean I´m not stoked just planing with big sail and flat water
aloha
dani
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