With stand-up paddleboarding an emerging global craze, I figure the best place to learn is in Hawaii, where the sport began.
When it seems everyone from 7 to 70-year-olds are zooming around on the water off Waikiki beach on their paddleboards, you can be easily fooled into thinking it must be easy.
It all appears pretty straightforward, too, when I am shown the ropes on land, with my instructor, Kai, taking me through the basics of how to stand up, where to hold the paddle, how to steer, and how to bail off the board without getting whacked in the head (ha, as if I'll need to know that).
Once I'm on the water, though, everything I learned soon escapes me. As I stagger around on the board like a newborn foal, while those smug 7-year-olds paddle past with ease, Kai reminds me to bend my knees, position my weight in the board's centre and keep my head up.
After a few more ungraceful swan dives off the board, I finally rediscover my centre of gravity and am happily paddling away, albeit with limited manoeuvrability.