BEWARE OF THE COG
Yesterday, 8:42am: Meet Cog: 69 and about to spin his wheels at Whareakeake
August 06, 2013: Beware of the Cog
"You should call your next report 'Beware of the Cog'," laughs muso and surfer Shakes in the carpark at Whareakeake. "You have to meet this guy," he smiles. "His son has a sign on the door that reads: 'don't worry about the dog, beware of the Cog!'"
Shakes leads me over to one of the cars nearby and introduces me to John Leslie – way better known as Cog. He's standing in his undies about to put on his wetsuit, but stops to shake my hand first. He turned 69 in May, is still super fit and he's quick to make a joke about my camera being waved in his face.
He has a sparkle in his eye that belies his age and he chats away constantly as he limbers this way and that until his steamer snaps into place on his rakish frame.
"I was one of the first to surf here," he offers. "Don't print that," he adds with a grin. "We used to surf here back in 1963 and 64 – no legropes and we wouldn't go out on days like today – just the small ones."
He lives in Waitati – just a quick drive to his favourite breaks and he still surfs them with the vitality of a misspent youth.
"I get a bit stiff, but that's about it," he smiles as he heads off around the shoreline to jump rock.
A few hours later I return to the carpark to find Cog getting changed and messing about pretending to interview another surfer with a ratchet handle as a microphone. It's hi-jinx befitting a surf grommet and it has everyone in stitches.
"We used to do this all the time," he smiles. "We'd laugh and laugh – it is just a lot of fun."
I leave Cog to his fun and games and resolve to be surfing when I turn 69 and to preserve that kindred spirit that serves Cog so well. Thanks for the inspiration, mate. We could all learn something from Cog.
See you at the beach ...
Yesterday, 10:16am: Surfer girls Nina and Ursula spotting Hector's dolphins in the bay
Tuesday, 9:17am: Phil's Painters apply a minty fresh coat to the Hydro
Yesterday, 7:56am: Clouds spilling into Otago Harbour from the north side
Thursday, 2:14pm: Artist and Moodie Tuesday designer Jon Thom with charcoal fingers
Yesterday, 9:44am: Down the line
Wednesday, 7:43am: Dawn through the flax bushes
Friday, 10:38am: Trevor from the Malt House with everything you'll ever need for beer
Yesterday, 9:15am: Dragging the paw
Post Submitted by Derek Morrison, Dunedin Light