When I first bought my junk, knowing it was junk, I just needed to tow the kayak a mile there and back, and the 99$ mini 7s singke hub motor, kind of blew my mind even though it couldn’t do what i bought it for.
As a lifel long surfer and passive longboard skater, instead of having to narrow the turn radius further, or step off, or fall, just hit the throttle, and accellerate out of a turn, then read the road, and set up the next line to accellerate off the end of turn to either slow more, or scissor twist to help accelerate after and get to the next ‘section’ quicker, and with more speed, to lay rail harder, throw more buckets, make urethane hiss at its limits…
Lather
rinse
repeat un till heart rate is more than double resting aavergae and legs becoming unconnected jello shots, but the battery says it has 2 bars left.
FROTH.
As an above average, competent surfer, with 42+ years experience, Esk8 feels so damn right, and also , so damn wrong at the same time.
I think the best surfers would ‘totally dude!’ benefit from the accelleration and braking potential of esk8, mid turn, and i base this opinion on maybe working with ‘700 watts’ of hub motors, at the most, in my short time Esk8’ing.
When I go and just slam my battery and urethane hard, and come back rubber kneed, feeling weak, I am reminded of waves I rode in South Africa, Mozambique, Indonesia, Australia, and Fiji, where my legs gave up before the wave.
When I get to the next real wave, I know my quads and calves won’t collapse. Well made fins, at speed, wont slide, so imagine never being able to tailslide and slow, precisely when it would be beat to do so.
When Gopro footage came out of guys getting 30+ second videos of guys getting pitted in Donkey bay, Namibia, I was like, nooo!!!, Neophyte’s should never witness that!!!
And I couldnt stop watching.
Surfing has been ruined for me, by surfers.
Just too many, and many just far too entitled, and selfish, and so undeserved of the ocean’s spiritual energy
I think it would be good for esk8, to keep surfers ignorant of Esk8.
Surfers are the worst.
Im late to the party.
This could be the golden era, or it happened years ago, before the sheer masses of unlimited entitled cellphone addicted Asses, force legislation to kill one of few sensations of pure joy still available, which is still partially grey zone quazi legal, with the occasional hovering, whining Karen like asterix to kill the buzz.
I know when I was in Australia, for most of '99, Fosters, if when available was scorned by locals. I always liked the blue oil cans when state side, but…
We now have these green Foster’s oil cans at my local beer store, which I can get to in under 36 seconds.
I drank ttons of warm emu bitter, camped in NW WA, for 3 month visa stay, going to bintang land for a month, and returning, and rediscovering that tent site furthest from others.
Gonna stop typing now.
Not sure if in can stop staring at workbench though.