Quiver Addition (and Subtraction)
When I wrote about that transcendent session on the mat, I truly had no words to express how mind-blowing it was. Even though my interest in mats began the first time I heard tell about such a thing as a surf mat, I was not at all prepared for the truth. You can't handle the truth. Oh, I can handle the truth alright.
The truth is that I excitedly contacted Paul Gross. "I want to get another mat." Period. End of story. Mind blown. And it's not something you can explain to other people. I'd ridden my mat many times before, right? But something magical happened in that last session . . . and I wasn't high on drugs.
One magic towel. Custom. Made in the U.S.A. Delivered within two days.
The person on the mat gets the last laugh though.
Both Greenough and Gross get it. I thought I got it. I rode a mat. It made me smile. It was a helluva lot of fun. Then I took it to a wave with shape on a virtually empty day.
And, to quote a term blacks used to use in the 70's, I got turned out! Fully.
As for my quiver subtraction, that was in the works prior to my . . . hmmm . . . whatever that was. I realized I had no place to surf this board and let her go to a good home where she will do more than just sit unused in the garage. What does this have to do with the mat? Well, normally I would be thinking of replacing that board with another. This is my modus operandi. Sell a board, buy a board.
No. Sell a board, get a new mat.
My mat quiver is now up to two. One Standard and a custom Tracker Roundtail. The surfboard quiver is now down to seven, I think. There's a new board on the way, but now I'm in no rush for it to arrive.