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Close Encounters of
Steve "the mind" Marshall
East Coast Waverider
  & Foosball Wizard

Virginia Beach, VA

"Which posters to alt.surfing have you met, surfed, or tripped with, where and when?"
Only alt.surfer I've met so far is Surfgeo. We met out in the water around 10th Street at Virginia Beach. A more detailed description can be found in my "Yawn Patrol" post, and Surgeo's "my "mini" surf trip to the east coast" (or something like that).

GuidoPalooza 1999.

GuidoPalooza 2000 (Sept 2001).

GP2K1 Prequel (early Aug 2001).  Yep, judging by this post, it seems that Rod's meeting with the Mind was a productive one.  I've appeared to have been successful in teaching him the ways of confusion
and vein-in-the-forehead-throbbing posting techniques and reasoning.  The conversion of AS has begun...Now I await the results of Myron and Flek.  If they too, have successfully been converted, and all goes well, GP2K1 will be the start of our march.  The forces will be gathering. 

By the way, the fine surf-debilitating distraction presented by two of nature's finer-looking women was witnessed by Flek and Myron at the Lion's Den, I believe.  Of course, this happened while I was en route back from Va. Beach. I did have my chance though....On our last session at the lighthouse, Myron and I witnessed two or three surfing beauties in the lineup with us.  Of course, Myron was further away trying to score some waves, but when he saw I was in prime position for both some good waves and
some good girls, he typically paddled over and snaked me on both!  Also see my extended GP2K1 Prequel Post to alt.surfing here.

GuidoPalooza 2001 (Oct 6-10, 2001).  My reports are posted on the GP2K1 page - "Is Keener Kontagious??" (2001-Oct 4) and "The GP Theme Song and More" (2001-Oct 6). This year's GP trippers included KC Filer (MD), Sarge (NJ), Foon (MD), DeeDee (MA), Andy Woodard (AL), Todd (MA), John Ferguson (FL), Edmund (OH), Neal Carver (MD), Myron (VA), SteveM (VA) and Rod Rodgers (MD).  Non-ASer guests included KC's wife, Svetlana, and Ferg's pup, Lucy.  See the GP2K1 Trip Reports and Pics and a pic of (most of) the group in the Tranquility Base GP station.

San Diego 2002 (March 2002).
Bill Andrews, John Hermesman, Joanne VanMeter and I surfed the waves and Dan, Keener & Terry talked story. Well, this damn WSD vote and work is preventing me from completing my WSD report as soon as I would have liked, but before waiting too long, i want to at least send out a few thanks:

Thanks, Dan, for contacting me about the sesh.  Thanks, Johnh, for letting me borrow the board. 
Thanks, Joanne, for opening up your house to an unknown east coaster, and *especially* thanks for standing next to Keener in the group photo so *you* would look like the short one. Thanks, Keener, for the stories and the CD.... I haven't had a chance to listen to it yet, but it's on the list.  Thanks, BA, for the....well...the stories and for giving me 50% of my WSD report material. Thanks, Terry, for the stories and especially for the stories of night-surfing....I hope to begin the tradition here in Va.Beach.

Just thanks in general.  I'm *really* sorry I didn't get to spend more time with you all, but I'll save that
for next time. See a group pic here at Joanne VanMeter's place.

Kirk Mantay Visit (Sept 2002).   Kirk and I played some e-mail and phone-tag before we finally set some definite plans for a 9/11 afternoon surf session. Only description I had was he had a white longboard with a deck pad on it.  Before trying to find him, I never really knew just how many white longboards with deck pads on them there were.....

I asked a few, "Hey, is your name Kirk by any chance." With some of the strange looks I got, I began to wonder if the howling wind, breaking waves, and my respectable distance made it difficult to hear.  "I hope they are hearing the name correctly and don't thing some strange dude is calling them, 'kook'," is a thought that kept going through my head.

Anyway, after about the third person I approached, I finally met the real Kirk.  Seems like a cool dude, but we really didn't have too much time to talk.....We mostly surfed, then talked on the walk back up the beach against the wind. (I wasn't the *only* one drifting miles down the beach this time!).   It was around dinner time, so I thought maybe we'd have more time to talk if we decided to hit some place for
dinner.  OK, what I *really* had in mind was to stealthily get him to go to a place with a foosball table so I could hustle him for my tuition this semester, but he must have smelled the trap, cuz he came up with some lame excuse like having to see his brother.  So....Not *too* much time to converse (other than our GP coup plotting), but maybe I'll get the chance for that on Sunday.....

Looks like the earliest I'll get down for GP will be a late-afternoon Sunday visit, then maybe one or two more afternoon/evening visits during the week, and hopefully an overnight stay through the following weekend.  Hopefully one of these years, if the blasphemous-two ever heed my suggestions for GP dates, I'll be able to stay for at least a few days straight.

GuidoPalooza 2002 (Sept 2002).  A great time was had by all. I wasn't able to spend the night so don't earn any new "trip" points this time around.  But I did surf with Dan King.  See the GP stories at the GP2K2 Stories and Pics page.

<>My Personal WSD Report - OB San Francisco (Dec 2005). OK, since I self-decreed my WSD when I was out in San Francisco on Dec. 5, I'm finally getting around to my report.  In a blending of the fine
traditions of WSD and Christmas, my report is to the tune, rhythm, whatever, of "Twas the night before Christmas"

"Twas the Night Before World Surf Day"

'Twas the night before World Surf Day, when all through San Fran,
Several surfers were stirring; contriving a plan;

The wetsuits were hung by the doorways with care,
In hopes that cold water would not cause despair;

The surfers then settled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sweet wavage rolled in their heads;

And our boards in their places, and I in my cap,
Had only the time for a short little nap,
When then on the night stand, the alarm let a shout,
I sprang from the bed to throw the thing out!

Away to the lobby I stumbled on through,
Threw open the doorway and called Dennis on cue.

The trip to the street of the newly-met town
Set the Mind to wonder, "Will this all go down?"

When what to my reddening eyes should now show,
but a miniature jeep, and eight surfboards in tow.

When the driver then yelled, "Sully wants your hide!!"
I knew in a moment, this must be my ride.

More rapid than eagles the surfers they cam,
and we whistled, and hooted, and called each by name:

"Now, Sully! now, SteveM! now, Gioni and Gam(ixen)!
On, lp! on Dennis! on, Donder and Blitzen!   (gotta have profiles or it
wouldn't be AS!)

To the south of O-Beach! to the top of the wall!
Now surf away! surf away! surf away all!"

As small waves that before the larger swells grow,
We decided in a moment, even Eddie should go.

So out to the line up the surfers they flew,
With the sea full of seals, and an East Coaster too!

And then, in a twinkling, I saw on this day,
The building and breaking of each little wave.

As I drew in my hand, and was paddling around,
Down on my head, each wave came with a bound.

I was covered all in foam, from my head to my foot,
And my board was all tossed like matchsticks and soot;

A torrent of waves had kept pushing me back,
And it seemed like forever to join the pack.

(But once I did...)
The waves -- how they glistened! their formation how merry!
Their walls were like glass, their power to carry!

Their fine little crests were drawn up like a bow,
And the foam as they broke was as white as the snow;

The deck of the board I held tight with my hand,
And the wave, it sent me, heading to land.

I had a great ride, even with a round belly,
That shook while I surfed like a bowlful of jelly.

I was happy and stoked, a right jolly ol' elf,
And I laughed when I stopped, in spite of myself;  (For with)
A wink of my eye and a twist of my head,
Soon gave me to know I had more paddling to dread;

I spoke not a word, but went straight to my work,
And paddled back out; then surfed with a jerk (oh wait, Alvin
*wasn't* there!)

Then resting my self on top of my stick,
And giving a nod, acknowleged I was licked;

I sprang to my feet; to the team gave a whistle,
And away we all surfed like the down of a thistle.

But we heard all exclaim, ere we surfed without Dave,
"Happy surfing to all, and to all a good-wave!"

*Most* of the details in the story were true.  Paddling has never been my strong point in surfing, and this made it even more apparent.  The conditions were small for OB standards (mostly waist high, but some
shoulder-high and maybe slightly bigger on some sets), yet I still struggled.  While it's mostly due to my slackness in this area, there were a few other conditions to give in my defense:

1) I really *did* have only 2 hours of sleep before we hit the surf, and that was after getting in at 3am from a cross-country flight.

2) The board that the Supreme Court (I go with that cuz I never know if he's Gam or his evil twin!) was kind enough to lend me was a little narrower and thinner than mine, so it was even harder for me to paddle. Lp later switched with me towards the end, but the damage had already been done....I was spent.

OK, enough of the woe-is-me defensiveness and justification I usually try to avoid.

Despite the struggles, I had a great time, and still managed to get some good rides in.  It was cool to meet and surf with everyone even though it was only a short time. Definitely a hospitable, cool, and funny crew. Dennis shuttled me around; Gams lent me a board; Lp offered his board too and gave me a copy of his "Bumps" dvd; Gioni gave me moral support when I was washed up on the beach; and Sully let me throw food at him at breakfast when he started talking politics!

Gams almost joined me as part of "Team Terror" in the foosball circuit, but had to bail because of a car incident (How did that turn out anyway, Gam?). That was cool, though, cuz I usually like to discover things on my own sometimes too, and it turned out well.  Ended up with free cab rides and everything, and, no, I didn’t get them by hustling or betting... it’s just the way us “surfer/foosers” look out for each other.

So, all-in-all, a great visit and my thanks go out again to everyone who was there.

AS Points Log:  I have...
... met the following ASers ...surfed with these ASers ...traveled with these ASers
Terry Hendricks (sdbeachguy)
Tom Keener
Bill Andrews
Dan "Crag" King
Gamivia Duke
Gioni "G" Pasquinelli
Joanne VanMeter
John Hermesman
Kirk "Weekday" Mantay
Lloyd "lp" Pollock
Mike "Sully" Sullivan



Andy Woodard
Craig Kemnitz
John Ferguson
KC Filer
M@rk Sisom (Guido)
Nancy Schultz (1Surfergirl)
Neal "Right Coast" Carver
Rico Bates
2 x 1 point = 11 x 2 points = 16 x 3 points =
2 points 22 points 48 points

Point totals: 72

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