From rtaylor@geog.ucsb.edu Wed Nov 27 22:54:58 1996 Newsgroups: alt.surfing Subject: When does a Green Room become a Green Veranda? From: Surfer Bob Date: Wed, 27 Nov 1996 14:54:58 -0800 Hi all, I was surfing some tubey waves at a heavy local spot the other day and I was going so fast, it was hard to tell how close I was coming to really getting tubed. I was reluctant to stall and wait for the coverup because the sections were long and punishing. Since the surf photographers do not follow me around in droves, there are no pictures of these rides. It was definitely hollow, and I was definitely in deep shade behind big, backlit walls, but I'm sure I never got a full-on coverup. I wondered: was I getting tubed, or just getting close? Then that ever dialed-in wavemeister Tim Maddux mentioned a post by some clever pup who referred to The Green Veranda, i.e. a spot on a wave that has one green wall and a green ceiling. I presume this is the porch just outside The Green Room, which is properly indoors. That's where I was! I like this expression. I live in California, and my waves are green. Often they are a golden too, turning to brown over the sandbars on the inside, with a touch of silver and blue where the thinnest feathering lip meets the sky. The beautiful colors of those backlit golden green walls during the late afternoon low tides of fall and winter are among my fondest images of surfing. I dream in those colors. I am well acquainted with that big foam ball by the backdoor (it kicks my butt all the time...), but when would most people say you are getting tubed/ barrelled/ in The Green Room? That ceiling has to be arcing down and concealing you from view on the beach, right? Doesn't happen too often, right? Enter The Green Veranda. I spend a lot more time there. There's no question when you get covered up. I'll call those tubes. Now I have an expression to describe all those close calls I didn't know what to do with before. Tell "James the Butler" I'll be spending the afternoon on The Veranda, Surfer Bob