Confessions of a Recovered Surfboard Hoarder: The Perfect 3-Board Quiver

April 22, 2008. Which is the date that I formally went into restoration. I know this because it’s the working day my daughter was born. It was the working day that my surfboard collection modified endlessly.

When it will come to a surfboard fetish, I had it poor. I was compulsive… an addict even. I’d see a surfboard I like and I simply had to have it. I would sneak new boards in and out of my garage like some sort of polyurethane junkie.

Pro Tip: If you retain all your boards in board luggage or board socks your major other will by no means know when there is a new sled on the rack. And if you get all your personalized boards painted the exact coloration they’ll by no means know when you get a new one.

So, in 2008 my daughter was born and, not so conveniently, the bottom also dropped out of the financial system. Acquiring surfboards on a whim turned harder and harder to do. Fixing dings and damaged noses has by no means been my forte, but I endured.

It took a handful of decades to recognize it, but as time passed I identified I was seriously only using 3 boards in my collection of thirty or 40 boards. So, I started off selling off my quiver. I posted on Craigslist I gave away boards to neighbor young children I “upcycled” a couple into crude hand planes (like ding maintenance, I also suck at shaping). I held on to a handful of of my much more prized boards, but as significantly as my everyday surf routine goes, I’m dwelling a considerably cleaner surf daily life.

Listed here is the lean recipe for accomplishment that worked for me: