Define your NCKA name

Funny here I am SteveS-- very unoriginal...Steve and Last initial scott...

Most other places i'm coachstevo...all my friends call me stevO!  (yes with the emphasis on the O).  Was a cycling coach, and climbing coach for a long time, and the name stuck.

Bigeyedave.  It started maybe 15 years ago when I was diving with David Laird at Linda Mar for halibut.  We didn't shoot any halibut that day but David shot a really nice black rockfish.  He came up with it and asked me how big I thought it was. I said 19 inches.  He laughed and said, "No way, it's only 17." When we got back to the truck he had a yardstick and it was exactly 17.  He laughed again and called me bigeyedave.  It stuck and I have been bigeye ever since.

.....and here I always thought it was for your prowess with the tuna.

Allen

Prometheus was a selfless giver of knowledge and I identify with that in that I like to figure out how to do things better, ect, and then show others the things I've learned.  Unfortunately, on larger boards 'Prometheus' is often taken, so in the interest of creating a 'grand unified handle' that would be useable anywhere I completely made up "promethean_spark" from scratch.  Prometheus gave people fire, which may have come in the form of a spark (literally from lightning), so it fits together, makes sense and doesn't need a random 4 digit number at the end to be universal. 

Unfortunately it's on the long side and I often have to truncate a letter, I'll either lop off the k or the a.  'promethean_spar' sounds kinda pervy to me though so I discontinued it after using it on spearboard.  I figure oceangoing folk would interpret 'spar' linterally instead of as a metaphor, so I left that as it is.

well  it all started at the edge water inn up in Seattle. the edge water is built out on A pier,so in the lobby of the aforementioned  inn theres A bait and tackle shop,where you can rent A lil pole and some frozen minnows then schlep  up to your room,stick your lil pole out the window and maybe catch A baby octopus or A Mudshark.
 the story of the Mudshark is from Frank Zappa live at the Filmore east 1971. when I got my tarpon 140 I thought it unfitting to paddle an boat with no name, so its the U.S.S Mudshark and I have been sweeping the ocean ever since!

Mine comes from a dog training technique. When I raise pups, I teach them that I am the Big Dog. Works great every time.

SCAllen saw me pulling on a bright yellow stocking cap on a cold damp morning as I was introducing myself, and he said there was another Tom, so I must be Fuzzy Tom.  The beard came later, and had nothing to do to the fact that I haven't caught one this year.

My first name was a holdover from Pierfishing.com - theCrw, aka the Crow, not the Crew. As I started getting into kayak fishin, I discovered the Hobie Kayak, which I believe is the ultimate kayak fishing machine. I switched my name just about the same time Joel switched his to Hobi-Wan Kenobi, in homeage to Star Wars and Hobie Kayaks. My tag line: "May the Fish Be With You!".
I'd like to believe that I've converted a fair share of my pierfishing buddies to what JTF refers to as the "dark side" 

Anyway, missing you guys and the NorCal salt very much!

I got into abalone diving and rockpicking back in the later 80's.  It only took a few years before I was obsessed with finding a 10" abalone.  I would hike long distances with my gear on my back and time the minus tides so I'd always have an opportunity to explore the tidal zone which I liken to a seldom travelled wilderness.  By the early 90's I had been to many rare spots along the Humboldt coastline and was just about convinced that there were no 10's left!  I thought of them as a mystical creature.  Finally I got one!  I honed my skills and had continued success.  One of my good buddies accompanied me on several trips, and, maybe due to luck, I would often get a 10"er and he would get the 9.9.  He started calling me "Abking" because of my good fortune on our trips.  Much as others here have done, I started using it as ID on different internet applications - so many people have asked me about my six-pack (abdominals!) and I tell them I have a beer belly!  I often consider dumping what sounds like a pretty vain moniker, but I like it because it reflects the fact that I revere these animals and that I have devoted enough of my time and energy to their pursuit and to just appreciating them that I have a wealth of knowledge about them and where they live.  I am a harvester and not ashamed of it, but I also pride myself in my conservation ethic - I've left lots of abs where I found them, had many days where I took none, and I've taken few limits.  One of my best adventures was up around Trinidad where I found a lazyboy-sized rock with a bunch of old-growth under it.  I reached up under there and felt a huge ab on top of another big one.  I pulled it and left the rest for future trips.  I called the area 'double' because of that double-ab on that rock.  It was a 10.125" on top of a 9.9".  I ended up getting 3 more 10's out from under there on 3 future trips.  The limit was 4 at the time. 

I played in competitve soccer leagues for 25 years, had an original "Hackysac" from England in 1978, and am looking forward to playing with Sin Coast and Sackyak after we go fishing!   

Abking,

Do you really have an original cow hide hackysac?  It could be worth something to the proper collector.  In the old days, we had to run them over with a car to get those ones to break in.  In fact, my first contact wtih professional footbag was in collage when the local pros would "let me play" because they really liked to play with my perfectly broken in pigskin hackysac.  And the sotries go on from there much the way a fisheman can ..............Oh I guess you all know that  .

Operative word regarding that original hackysac:  "had"...   

I too remember running them over to break them in.  In high school we'd hack at lunch and it was an era when, other than my crew, only the "stoners" were playing it!  I took many of my hacky skills to the soccer field, and to this day my favorite moves on the field were directly derived from hacky.

I coined the term "self-service is cheap", regarding serving the hack to yourself as opposed to serving it up for someone else - did it make it to your area?!   

Freediverca - When I first started freediving every free waking moment I was out freediving. I'd freedive when nothing was in season just to do it and be out there. Then one day I needed an email address and it just seemed to fit that and it was the first one that wasn't taken. Since then I just keep using it to make it easy on me. I only dive now a couple times a year and really should change it especially since I got into the kayak fishing so heavily these last couple of years but now I'm thinking of freediving out of the kayak so maybe I will redeem it again someday.

Jeff

I never heard that term but as an old schooler, I have always looked down on self serve.  In a real circle the bag will always come back to you sooner or later and the flow of the circle is better maintained.  I recently began kicking regularly with some of the younger shreaders and they are notorious for self-serves and retrys.  It drives me crazy.  I really like more of the random factor to keep it fun for all skill levels. 

We hacked all the time at lunch in highschool (81-85).  I wasn't very good, but I tried.

I still have a few footbags, and at my 20 year highschool reunion we hacked in our suits and I got a felt footbag from one of my old buddies.

I hacked a lot at Dead concerts too.

MolBasser

I can't believe this thread has been hacked by a bunch of "old school hacky sac players".  Don't you guys have a park somewhere you can hang out.