After every storm they were out there trying to be the first to catch a wave. The citizens that were there before them became very curious of this new sport from Hawaii. They began to come out and watch as these people went out into the surf and rode back high atop a wave.

One day, one of the better surfers came up with the idea that all the surfers should try their talents in a contest. This became a monthly tradition. Every month the contest would be at a different beach so that everyone could have a chance to compete. These contests were not very competative. Instead they were meant to teach each other how they could surf better.

When he finished the board he took it out during the next compitition. Many of te men began to laugh at a board only six feet long, but when he took to a wave he started ripping it. soon all the men began using the shorter board style and would forget that long boards had style.

The competitions were followed by great feast on the beach to the light of the tiki torch. Huge bond fires would roast the losers. The winner would eat the losers to digest there soul, or mana, therefore getting some of the style and grace from the loser.

The greatest of the surfers was the great grandson of the Pirate who brought the ancient art of surf riding to Florida. Nui Nui Cook. Nui Nui did not like the taste of man since he did not like the taste of chicken and as many great historians have said, man tastes of chicken. This allowed the sport to flourish since many good surfers were being eaten under the old way.