The water was a bit wind-blown and the waves could be powerful. I'm a decent swimmer, and they were at least driving to shore instead of away from it, but I didn't feel to safe being knocked about a foot and a half above a coral reef. So I eventually hauled it in. (The reef is mostly dead, but I did see some colorful live corals making a return.)
And there are surfing pictures!
It starts out looking pretty darn good.
If you look down, you fall down. Happily, all the times I fell down were because of balance issues, not because of violating this primary rule.
I like this picture. Know why? Good angle. I've saved you all from the ones that show large expanses of my rear end and upper thighs.
Okay, I can spare a sideways look for the photographer.
Going for standing.
About as close to standing as I got. There's one where I get a little higher up, but Moe has classed that as 'never show this picture to anyone and burn the negatives.' (It's a bad angle and I've thrown my arms up in joy that I managed to stand, and it looks like I'm about to go all Karate Kid on someone.)