BOOKS/ REVIEWS/ TRAVEL
On wave-rich surf trips, we usually try to spend as many hours in the water as possible. After this, we’re too tired to do much other physical activities, and we want nothing else than to rest our spaghetti arms, and stimulate our sun-cooked brain.
The thing we usually like most to do after surfing is to talk about surfing, right? But it’s refreshing to meet likeminded people who have something more between their ears than only salt water, and to have a conversation about what happens in this world beyond the next reef.
But then again, we’re surfers. We’re passionate about something that takes so much time, energy and effort in our life, and I don’t think there is anything wrong with that.
Some of us live that surfer/traveler lifestyle a bit, some others a bit more, but there is always someone who took it a step further. And if we meet those people, the cliché says, we’re sitting around a brush fire, and listen to those stories with a million stars over our heads.
Well… more likely we’re sitting on a shitty, half broken plastic chair, with the cheapest lights over our heads, and a few too many empty beer bottles on the table! And exactly those nights are as much part of a great surf trip, as the stories from that stranger are an inspiration to plan our next adventure!
Let’s take a few steps back from that romantic idea of the life-changing stranger and his tales over a few Coronas or Bintangs. We’re back from a marathon surf session, and nothing better than to relax in the shadow with something to drink and a good book. Give your body time to relax and get your grey cells active.
Over the years and all my trips, I read countless books. Some of them were just killing time, and that’s okey. Others taught me something, and a few were inspirational.
Barbarian Days is all of this and way more!
It’s a book, everyone who is just slightly obsessed with surfing, or starts falling in love with it, has to read.
But I would recommend it even more to someone who doesn’t surf, but wants to understand people who surf a bit better.
It tells you about a childhood, were boys were still allowed to brawl, get hurt, and learn how to deal with it. It’s about growing up in a harsh world, preparing for real Barbarian Days. It tells you about the old days in Hawaii, and gives you an idea of how it has changed. It shows you the story of someone who decides to follow his dreams, rather than going down a well-paved path that society wants you to believe you have to “choose”.
It shows you how someone, who is used to put so much effort into something he wants, finds a way through life (winning a Purlitzer Prize is more than a statement of achievement and success after all). It gives you anecdotes about waves you’ve seen a thousand times on pictures but didn’t know how it was to surf them before they became well known. How misery and euphoria can be twins, and how there’s always a way, if you’re willing to find your own way.
It has enough unbelievable stories between its covers to make it another terrible Hollywood try to make a surf movie (please not!), but thanks to William Finnegan’s well-polished style of writing, it seriously feels like one of those brush fire encounters…
In my eyes, only one part of the book (OC) was stretched a bit too much, where I’d rather had a few more stories from deep in the South Pacific. But maybe that’s just me.
Half a century of surf culture and trips, the life and thoughts of an interesting character and a fantasy-boost much stronger than any social media!
It only leaves you wishing for two things…
#1: That the book didn’t already end.
#2: That you don’t have to go to work tomorrow, but instead embark on an open-end surf trip!