For the last few weeks, I’ve been keeping a note of where I cross the street on my morning 500-metre walk to get a cup of coffee from Impala. I neatly traced over an aerial photo of my street, coloured it in with some nice shades of grey, and added a 40% opacity white line for every crossing made.
Then on Friday night, I watched Riding Giants. If you’ve not seen it, it’s a documentary made in 2004 about big wave surfing. Legitimately or not, the film is on Google Video; it’s well worth watching.
The closest I’ve ever come to touching a surfboard is holding a copy of the Beach Boys’ “Surfer Girl” LP in my hands, and watching all those surfing pioneers from the 1950s through to the present day is pretty amazing stuff.
I can’t help but look at my little walking-to-the-coffee-shop map and think: Craig, you’re such a fucking loser! Stop making these stupid bloody maps and charts!