“Have you grown a third eye yet?†This is what people ask when they hear I’ve taken up surfing. Their skepticism stems from the fact that there are no crystal-clear currents where I go. No milk-white caps on the waves. No perfect turquoise tubes, nor 15-foot curtains of shining water.
My back yard break is right here in Hamilton — just across the bay from the industrial sector that long provided a home to Stelco and Dofasco. It’s the last place most people would consider in relation to the sun-kissed sport that is surfing  … More
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