I’ve been having intense dreams several times a week about taking off on a left barrel, wet, deep, focused on the drop, can’t see the board, don’t even think there is a board, its all about the barrel. Its all in slow-mo but hi octane speed, I don’t exit, don’t turn, it’s a sunny day and I’m just flying at 'warp speed ’ inside this spinning blue wet shiny tube…inspirational sensation.
This is the feeling…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zsXCs41DkWs
anyone else need therapy for their addiction ?
All my surfing dreams are dreams of frustration. I NEVER actually surf in my dreams. There’s always something stopping me… I can’t find my wetsuit… I can’t climb over the seawall… I go to get a board and come back and it’s gone flat. Always a nightmare of some kind.
I think it comes from the fact that I live in New Jersey!
tonite I had a dream about catching a big double up
inside everybody after they couldn’t catchit
got a big open face traverse then a big layout
and cut back into the shorebreak without any fins
and didn’t spin out holding my line the whole way.
…ambrose…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AkEhtfPN084&playnext=1&list=PLF05ED443B738D6F2
sam chatmon
Same here! Maybe it’s a Jersey thing?
Nope: it’s not just a Jersey thing: I’m on the left coast.
Not ALL, but MOST of mine are excercises in frustration as well (waves are epic BUT: forgot to bring board or wetsuit…I discover board and wetsuit have been stolen…board breaks in half or melts when I put it in the water…wetsuit shreds into tatters as I try to put it on…etc.).
In one dream, I no sooner paddled out than the ocean turned an emmense lawn and the waves became stationary hedges: all my gear was present, intact, and functioning perfectly but I was suddenly and inexplicably completely dry and landlocked.
I’m sure there’s some Freudian explanation for all this…but I don’t think I want to know what it is.
Had another surf dream werein some clever entrepreneur had built a ski chair-lift at my favorite break which carried riders to a massive tower located right at the main peak. As each huge, winter swell would roll through, the next rider “in line” on the tower would place his board on the passing wave face and hop on. Wave apportionment was all very fair and orderly (which, of course, is how I KNEW it was a dream)! The whole apparatus had the decrepid ambiance of a decaying amusement park I used to go to when I was a kid (Pacific Ocean Park, before it was cleaned up and remodeled during the 1960s).
The dreamscape certainly is a strange playground…
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All my surfing dreams are dreams of frustration. I NEVER actually surf in my dreams. There's always something stopping me... I can't find my wetsuit... I can't climb over the seawall... I go to get a board and come back and it's gone flat. Always a nightmare of some kind.
I think it comes from the fact that I live in New Jersey!
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Same here. I've had three vivid dreams in the past couple of months that are all about going surfing but not being able to surf. I blame that I'm inland and my nearest breaks are on lake Ontario and don't work often. It wasn't a good season either for Grt Lake surfers hereabouts (Lake Huron at Sauble Beach seems to be the most consistant). Hopefully I can make up for it on March Break in Costa Rica and end these torturous dreams!
Add another one to the list, I thought it was me but apparently not. I get the same things too all the time, always something stopping me. All this crazy shit happens, surf looks great but I never make it to the water for some reason. Lately it’s been I get to the beach and ready to paddle out but the sun is down and it’s too dark.
I’m in Jersey too haha.
All my surf dreams involve one thing. A green surfboard. Always!
Guess that’s why I build so many green boards for myself.
Big perfect point breaks.
Turns in slow motion.
Never a wetsuit.
No crowds.
Wow, thats really a dream eh?
Barry Snyder