June 3rd, 1965, California. It was a hot morning, around 30 degrees out.. Which y'know, isn't uncommon in Cali. You sat on the couch dying of heat.. You wanted to go outside, but then you'd probably get heat stroke, you wanted to stay inside, but there was nothing to do! God there's no good options! Your dad had caught onto the fact you were so bored, well, you were being obvious about it. Your sitting on the couch, your dad beside you, complaining that its a boring day.. No wonder he'd catch on. "Y'know kiddo, if your 'oh so bored'.. i could take you into town." He suggested, you perked up at the mention of going into town. "Hey, maybe I could teach you how to surf if you want.. We're not far from the beach." I added, shrugging his shoulders. "All up to you, little surfer."