I always stop at garage sales, especially if I'm driving on the north shore early on a Saturday morning. You never know... for example. lately I bought an old, still working longboard for five bucks... One year ago, instead, I had to put a few more bucks down to buy a gourgeously shaped (by Keola Rapoza) 8.6 T&C. From the very first wave, it was pure love. She did everything I wanted (which girlfriend does that?!). Even cut backs on a narrow shoulder at Hookipa. But she was quickly getting cracks along the stringer. Too fragile was my diagnosys. So I sold it. I even made some money out of it, but... every day since that, I regretted. I don't know how many similar boards I tried, but I couldn't really find anything like that. Last week I ran into the girl that bought it. She had just switched to a shorter board, and I could buy it back for $50 less (she added a few dings) plus a windsurf lesson to her husband and a surf lesson to her. Quite a good deal... for her! But I'm just sooo happy to have my baby back. The message here is: NEVER SELL THE BOARD OF YOUR DREAMS! But I guess I was the only one that didn't know that...