It was enough to pull me away from succulent prawns I was devouring at Durban’s iconic pier restaurant Moyo. The sight of surfers waiting patiently at the tip of the pier, scanning for waves forming out at sea. Waves we non-surfers can’t see yet. They wait patiently for minutes, five, ten minutes maybe until they see a promising ride.
With one quick leap of excitement, boards attached to ankles, they jump in. Ready to ride.
Then we see the swells. The surfers brace, stand, and ride until those giant waves push them to sandy shores. From there, it’s another long patient jog up the pier, back to its tip.
To wait patiently again for the next surge of adrenaline.