Today I'm throwing back to my very first time surfing. It was a chilly but sunny autumn morning, must have been November. We got suited up, which turned out to be a full body workout of its own, and merrily carried our borrowed boards to the almost deserted beach. Our friend explained the ins and outs of what we were supposed to do. All easy peasy, in theory. Soon it was time to jump in the cold north sea water. I proceeded to conveniently lose a contact. "Paddle, paddle, paddle!...almost, good job, you almost had it!", so convincing you could almost believe it at least we did. We kept on getting back up every time we would fall, each time more determined. We made it and not even the cold or the exhaustion could wipe out the smiles of our faces! Happy #InternationalSurfingDay, what is your most memorable surfing experience to date?