Last week, I got a call a from my fishing buddy Matt. He said the waves were really starting to pick on his side over in Haleiwa and I should come up to whip into a few waves I was down, but a little nervous because I'm relatively new to the tow game. Long story short, I swallowed my anxiety and met up with him over at the boat launch. Sure enough, he was there. The jet ski was gassed up, gear was ready, and the surf conditions were thumping. I was super nervous on the ride out to the lineup. A swarm of skis hovered around the oceanic mountaintops. We stopped the ski outside the lineup and waited our turn. Matt told me to get off the jet ski and to hold on to the tow rope. I gulped and held on. All the sudden, out the back, a couple solid set waves started heading our way. Matt looked at me and said, “Come on, it’s like wakeboarding” and started towing me with extensive force. Next thing I knew, I was riding a wave double/triple the size of me. It was remarkable how clean the wave was, almost riding the beautiful giant with ease. Matt towed me into about 7 waves afterwards, and yes I survived! Matter of fact, I am pictured hear surfing the second wave.