Haha very romantic story. I remember being in the line up once when a girl next to me saw a bee struggling in the water. She let it climb on to her finger, and it stayed there for about 3 seconds before stinging her and flying off to its inevitable death. The pain was so bad for her that she had to go in immediately; her session ruined. We love to tell stories about the good times we had in the lineup, but that moment reminded me of the ugly times also. The near drownings in the impact zone. The brutal side shore winds. The long lulls. I don't mean to be negative, but only to remind everyone that its the hard times that make the good times that much more enjoyable.
