Dolphin chop
As it happens, I've moved back to Australia! Back home to Byron Bay. It was a sudden move and it feels weird, but it's also wonderful and I'm enjoying the familiarity of home. Yesterday, as I was looking at the shitty waves being messed about by a strong on-shore and strong currents, I noticed some commotion over at the Table of Knowledge*. I could see there was attention being paid to the nose of a longboard, so I went to have a stickybeak. Sure enough, the board was damaged. A long incision that cut through the whole board, deep into the body of the nose. The cut was as long at the span of my outstretched hand from my middle finger to my thumb. Obviously, the board had been hit hard. It was a dolphin! the man told me. He looked, while not exactly in shock, certainly in bewilderment. Yeah look, it's left some skin behind , John pointed out, sticking his fingers into the torn fibreglass. I stood, mouth open. I took the opportunity to talk for a while ab...