I just got this from Netflix. Riding Giants. All about the history of big wave surfing. Very fun flick.
It really captured the way I feel about the ocean and surfing. Which, being in Minnesota now, I don't have a whole lot of people that even understand that feeling.
I've tried explaining it by comparing it to –oh, let's say ice fishing, but I just get that confused dog look on people's faces. You know the one where they cock they their heads to one side.