The O C Register (Orange County) is the paper of record from my former “home.” Todays its all election news and the usual crime stories.
But I found a column from a guy that some may know of…Corky Carroll. He’s a semi-buddy, I took surfin lessons from him for a while - we both decided it was a waste of his time and my money - and he also plays music around Huntington Beach when he needs either the money or the drinks…usually the latter.
[quote][url=http://www.ocregister.com/news/water-273987-beach-little.html]Carroll: Terror in the shallows[/url]
Published: Nov. 2, 2010 11:28 a.m.
I would really like to get my wife to learn to surf one of these days. When we first got together she was so afraid of the ocean she would not even stick her little toe in it. Honestly. We would walk on the beach and if a wave came up close to her she would squeal and run away from it, not letting even a drop of salt water touch her. After about a year she finally waded into the water about knee deep, freaked out and ran out in horror.
But finally after maybe another six months of coaxing her into the water on small days she got a little braver and decided that she would learn to boogie board. This she has taken to on small days and seems happy to leave it at that. She said she feels safe doing that and doesn’t want to try surfing, at least not yet.
This leads me up to yesterday afternoon. It was a beautiful day and there was a nice little shorebreak just down the beach a little bit from our house. Raquel said she was going to go for a boogie and asked me if I wanted to come with her. It seemed like a fun thing to do at the time so I happily went along. As we were walking into the water I was thinking to myself to remember to shuffle my feet. It is a sandy bottom and everywhere that is a sandy bottom has stingrays. A few minutes later I forgot about that and was walking out for a wave right next to my beautiful Raquel when WHAM, one got me. It got me big time too, right on the bottom of my left big toe near the joint.
Oh my God. I hate stingrays with a passion. This one must have hated me too because it absolutely nailed me. Poor Raquel was yelling, “What happened? What happened?” I was squealing like a little girl and writhing in agony all the while hopping to the beach on one foot. It must have looked pretty funny but it hurt like heck.
The only thing that you can really do for a stingray hit is to soak your foot in the hottest water you can take: the hotter the better. It’s common for people to burn themselves trying to take the pain away from one of these stings, it hurts that bad. Hey, I was thinking if only I had a shotgun I could just blow the toe right off and get some relief that way. Some people think that you’re supposed to pee on a stingray hit, but that is totally wrong. That is for sea urchins, or in some cases just plain recreation. But not for a stingray.
So I get up on my deck and Raquel gets me a bucket of boiling water. I call my neighbor, the infamous Iguana and legendary former chief of lifeguards in Seal Beach. Seal Beach is the stingray capital of the world, so I figure he might be of some help.
“Get over here quick, I have been hit by the Godzilla of all stingrays and am sinking fast,” I plead. Geez, first the crocodile dude and now me. He lives right next door and rushed over, arriving an hour and a half later. By that time the horrible screaming and speaking in tongues, none of which are human, part was over. Not my favorite way to spend an afternoon.
The moral of the story: shuffle your feet on sandy bottoms.
Corky Carroll is a three-time international and five-time U.S. surfing champion.[/quote]