How do you cry "HELP!" in Indonesian
 
 

by Peter Neely - Indo Surf & Lingo

 

 
  It was then I realised I didn't even know how to cry "Help" in Indonesian! I struggled to calm my thoughts as I prepared to bail. I slid off the board, remembering the experienced advice I'd been given by Surfing World's Bruce Channon just prior to my first trip to Bali - aim the nose of the board straight for the beach, creating the smallest possible target for the wave to catch. The last thing I saw was the biggest, thickest, most terrifying tube I'd ever seen, breaking top-to-bottom just 5 metres in front of me. As I dived down into the darkness, I said a silent prayer and waited for the wrench on my legrope to dislocate my leg. I tried to prepare my mind for the inevitable disaster of being sucked back onto the razor-sharp coral reef. Or maybe being held under until my lungs burst. Or worst of all, snapping my legrope under the pressure of that giant wall of surging whitewater, leaving me well and truly out to sea. Honestly, I was terrified.  
 
                                
 
  Miraculously, the first wave passed over smoothly and easily. I popped back up to the surface, gratefully sucking in air in preparation for the next horror wave. The advice had been invaluable - the first wave passed straight over the tail of the board and didn't catch or drag it at all. I repeated the procedure for the next wave, pushing the board towards shore, diving deep and crossing my fingers. I popped back up behind the wall of foam, scrambled onto my board and managed to just scrape over the next wave. Words can't express the relief I felt to see a flat ocean behind that last wave. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry... Slowly a ridiculous smile of relief beamed across my face as I realised I had survived a major surfing milestone, handling the largest closeout set I had ever faced till then. I said a loud "Thank you" to Bruce who's advice had worked, and another to the anonymous guy who invented the legrope. Whoever you are mate, the surfers of the world owe you heaps! I only caught a few small inside waves that day, still spooked by that terrifying closeout experience. When I finally trudged back to shore hours later, Made was waiting at the warung. He asked "How was the surf?" I suppose I should have confessed to being totally freaked, but I chickened out, trying to save face I guess. "Oh, OK I guess. Hopefully it'll be better tomorrow." I couldn't look him in the eye though, and I knew deep down he'd seen the same transparent bravado a hundred times before.

 
 

I slithered off to the furthest corner table, secretly glad no-one had witnessed my panic out the back. Sipping my coffee, I gradually came to the realisation that every surfer goes through this same kind of gut-wrenching experience, facing their fears and confronting the mental barriers. With the right equipment, advice and attitude, anyone can progress, little by little, into tackling bigger waves. Over the next month I managed to surf Nusa Dua just a few more times... but never too big and never alone - I'd learnt that lesson! And I immediately started to learn the Indonesian language - the first word on my list was "Help!"
PS. The Indonesian word for help is "Tolong!"

© Peter Neely, Author INDO SURF & LINGO

 
 

You can find everything a surfer needs to know about Indonesian Surf Spots and Language in Peter Neely's excellent guidebook "INDO SURF & LINGO" available through his website www.indosurf.com.au.

The book includes over $70 worth of Free Beer and Discount Vouchers for Bali restaurants and surfshops, so you'll save more than the book costs