One day I hopped on a plane to Oahu to see my brother. Big party on the beach, lots of fun. I met a beautiful lady with jet black hair and piercing blue eyes. As the party wound down we spent the early hours talking on the beach. I told her I had to make a trip to the other side of the island. She said let’s go. Reluctantly I agreed. I had always dreamed of making this trip alone.
We drove past the pineapple fields to the North Shore. When we arrived waiting for the sun to come up, my board close, I could hear the roar of the surf. It was awesome, pounding the coral reef like Thor’s hammer. There seemed to be a monster out tonight. The sand vibrated under our feet.
The sun began to rise between the palms and over the volcanic mountains. I had found my paradise. 15-20 foot surf, one of the most spectacular sites I have ever seen. The mist made the waves look majestic.
After a great time surfing, I came back to the beach beaming. My new friend understood exactly why I came to this place. After a couple of days together we both returned to our lives, we spoke on the phone at times.
The surf, her beauty and the tropical paradise will always be with me. Life is about adventures. It was August when I arrived home. A friend called and just said “Octoberfest in Germany”. I said, “Can’t wait”.
I have always believed a life without adventure, isn’t a life.