I was never really a professional surfing competitor. This means that an honest personal assessment would place me far from a serious competitor, but rather as an enthusiastic member of the C+ team.
I surfed my first international pro surfer event in 1979 and I can’t say I’ve ever walked through any doors. Oh sure, sometimes I managed to cross out a few decent results, like the 1980 Malibu Pro quarter-final, where I was driven to the brink of tears by 1976 world champion Peter Townend who, brutally enforcing the rule of archaic interference, prevented me from catching more than one wave. And the Bells Beach Quiksilver Trials in 1983, when, like an uninvited wedding accident, I snuck into the final, finishing fourth behind surfing stars Gary Timperley, Mark Warren and Col Smith.