Before I ever got the chance to move to Austin, everyone I had known from there had already moved away.
So by the time I had decided to uproot from my current situation and give the town a go, I no longer had the huge catalog of friends that I used to. The new scene that I was experiencing was larger than it had ever been, but it didn’t have the essence of a “community” like what I’d enjoyed coming from a smaller town.
That was about to change.
Over time, with some effort, a handful of the older heads had everyone’s numbers and were making sessions, bbq’s and camp outs a regular thing. People from all around TX were taking notice of the amazing scene we were creating and Austin was getting new recruits every month.
During this time, a few of us, myself included, experienced some hardships and were taken in by our friends until we could get back on our feet.
(Sidenote: Austin has the tastiest waves a couch surfer has ever seen!)
With the amount of selflessness going around, it didn’t take long for all of my friends to feel like family.
The Good Guys – Photo: Greg King
