Finding my lost Apple Watch may have just made me an Apple fan boy forever
Three weeks in the ocean and it’s still as good as new, and it’s found its way back to me!
I’m a keen bodysurfer and like to use foot fins and a handplane to help me get out amongst the bigger waves which are usually the exclusive domain of the board riders. Though Sydney’s Northern Beaches surfers are usually pretty chill, they’ll often use their greater mobility and the threat of a bump in the head with their hard, pointy surfboard to take a wave from me. I wouldn’t be out there if I wasn’t prepared to take a few risks, so I harbour no resentment, it’s just part of the deal, like getting dumped, stung or bitten.
I was doing my thing and trying to mind my own business in a big Autumn swell on the morning of Monday 13 April 2020, at The Peak at Newport when a board rider decided to attempt to drop in and take the wave I had already started on.
My left arm went through the loop of his leg rope, and my handplane (secured to my wrist) snagged on the rope. As he tried to take off on the wave, I acted as a big sea anchor, pulling him backwards off the board, at which point the big breaker pulled us ‘over the falls’, into the maelstrom of a big dumping wave and tumbled us like a washing machine.
