And Hurt it Did!!
Neither the screws nor the plate were harmed in the surfing of this session.
When The Shit tells you to go surf, you go surf. Interestingly enough, I happened to see him today. He was walking down the street to his car. He was happy to hear that I'd paddled out this morning. Guess what? He wants me to surf again tomorrow. He wants me surfing as much as possible! He's of the belief that the surfing and the wading out through the shorepound will do a number on the scar tissue.
I guess that means I'll be back in the water tomorrow!!