Over summer I became Keanu Reeves...
Well, an older, less attractive version of his character from Point Break.
My oldest daughter was keen to learn to surf, and so I found myself listening to Rusty and Zach, trying to absorb their instructions.
I'll never forget the exhilaration of actually catching and riding that first wave nor seeing the beaming smile on my daughter as she did the same.
There were many moments like that, but also ones of absolute hilarity. At one point I fell off a wave and re-surfaced only to find my daughter laughing so hard at me that she herself fell over!
Looking back on it I’ve realised that beside the time spent together what I’d actually given her was the opportunity to see me fail (repeatedly), get up and try again.
Our kids have a limited image of us. They don’t see us at work, trying different things, only some of which work.
They don’t see the 100s of hours that have gone into honing our skills - they just see the results and wonder how they can be like that.
Starting with her on an equal footing, learning and progressing together was something special.
But we’ve also come back with a way to continue the summer holiday.
What’s the surf doing on Sunday…?