I pulled an old photo album out the other day to have a snoop at some of my treasured memories of surfing in West Java back in 2001/2002 – a period of time spent living in the south of Jakarta and an era of weekly pilgrimages down to Pelabuhan Ratu to do my best at learning how to surf. The earliest photographic evidence of my dabblings in the sport documented my preferred learner's piece of kit...more