It’s probably the very first thing that got me into skateboarding. A few years later I was to get a wooden green Stingray skateboard I think it was the same year as Woodstock – 1969 or maybe even earlier. I actually can’t remember using it so maybe it just lay in my dad’s garage. Instead I discovered and remember doing skim boarding on the beach. We we’re lucky enough to live on one of the UK’s most famous sandy beaches on the Jurassic Coast. Skim boarding was uber cool until some health and safely idiot had it banned. Years later I learnt to windsurf in the harbour but by then I was getting interested in things more expensive and dangerous – girls and motorbikes. I never did do much waterskiing but little did I know many years later I was to get involved in a global water skiing adventure that took me to New Zealand to ski with a world champion. More on this later.
A shot of my old man back in Norway in the early 40s. He was virtually born on skis and if he wasn’t on skis he’d be either fishing salmon, shooting Ptarmigan of sweating it out in the sauna. All these things were in his genes and so in mine too. I met a few of these dudes, my old man out-lived all of them and he didn’t smoke much at all of course. Checkout these awesome before and after photos of Norway here!