I am proud to report my first surfboard repair. My favorite steed, a Bing Bonzer, somehow developed an inch-long tear on the rail, and I opted for an in-house convalescence. The girl at the NorCal Surf Shop sold me a tube of resin and said a dab would do me.
With the help of two grades of sandpaper (one for roughing up the
spot before, one for smoothing it down afterward), the deed was done.
However, I live in the Land of Fog, and our tepid sun took three times
as long to finish the job as was indicated in the instructions.
The ragged spot where the tear was is now smooth. My fingers can
detect just the slightest dimple. It’s gratifying to make a fix without
a mishap like, I don’t know, bonding my finger permanently to the
fiberglass.
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