by oldmansurfer » Sun Sep 01, 2024 6:50 am
Here's a funny story about a time I rescued a swimmer at the beach. Back when I was just out of high school one of my friends managed to get a new surfboard. It was the latest design, something I had only heard about and not seen till then. Here it was and I had no clue how he got the board since he had no money as far as I knew. I didn't press him for an answer as to how he got it since I really didn't want to hear it figuring he had done some kind of shady deal. But my friend knew I wanted to try the board out and see how it worked so he offered to let me try it out one day at Kealia.
I surfed on it for about an hour and then decided I wanted my board back so I went in and waited on the beach for my friend to come in. while I was waiting I saw a guy running down the beach from the Kapaa side of the beach. I started worrying that maybe this was his board and my friend stole it so I made up my mind that if that was the case I would just hand over the board. As he gets closer I hear him yelling at me and I think Oh my gosh it is his board so I kind of hold it out away from my body so he can take it easily but he stops by me and says his friend is drowning and needs help while pointing down the beach to the Kapaa side. I look and there are 4 people in the water so I say "looks like someone else is already out there helping your friend." He responds "Those guys don't know what they are doing. Come on! Help out my friend he's drowning" motioning me with his arm to follow him and then he runs down the beach so I follow him. He's out of breath so I pass him on the way there.
By the time I get there, there are only 2 people out in the water so I jump in and paddle out. I could not tell which one was having problems so when I got to where they could hear me I said "Which one of you is having problems?" The guy closest to me a fit looking haole guy says "Me,Me,Me, I am!" So I put him on my surfboard and start pushing him in. There was a slight current going out right there but I was a strong enough swimmer to overcome that even pushing the board in and swimming behind it. I figure that is why he got into trouble this slight current was more than he could handle. He starts yelling at me "We're not getting closer to the shore!" I tell him calmly "We are." He says "No we aren't. We're hardly moving." I told him to relax and the we were getting closer and that he was on the board so he wouldn't drown even if I did. Then I hear the other guy yelling "Help! Help!" So I ask the guy I am pushing in if the other guy was having problems to. He says "yeah. I swam out to help him and got a cramp in my leg." I screamed "Why didn't you tell me?" Then I said "I have to leave you and go help that other guy. Just hang on to the board and I will come back and get you once I help the other guy." He was screaming at me that he didn't want to die and that he was going to drown. I pointed out that he had the board and He could float till someone else came for him if I drowned.
I swam out to the other guy who was a big Hawaiian guy. He seemed OK and because he was big he floated well so I asked him if he was in real trouble or just tired. He said he was tired so I told him I would take him in through the surf. He was on the outside of the break and the haole guy was on the inside of it. I asked if he could hold his breath and he said he could so I told him that we were going to get hit by waves but if he cold hold his breath it would be OK. He agreed so I proceeded to tow him into the breaking surf. I watched and when a wave was coming I would tell him to take a deep breath and then as it hit I would push him up as high as I could and the wave would push him in then I would go get him and make sure he was OK then repeat this till we were well inside the break. By then my friend who had seen me go down the beach came down to find out what was up and paddled out to me. I told him what the problem was and he offered to take the big local guy in on the board he had (my board) so I swam back to my first victim and helped him get the rest of the way in.
The haole guy who had swam out to help the local guy disappeared without saying a word once we go to the beach. I went to the big local guy and asked if he was OK and offered to go call an ambulance if he needed one. He was so thankful that I helped him that he wanted to give me money for it. I told him not to worry and that if I was in trouble and he could help me I am sure he would have so don't worry about it. He kept saying "Thank you , thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you....etc" I decided to leave before he got his breath and tried to force me to take money so I asked if he was OK again and he said he was and endless thank you's after that and I got my board back from my friend and we went back to the surf.
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So what is worse.... dying or regretting it for the rest of my life? Obviously I chose not regretting it.