Surfin a huricane- holly crap. I'm 44, my brother 47, and the closest we get ot a wave in Iowa is longboarding our 5' boards down a nice hill about a mile long outside of Iowacity. Cows in the field on the north, goats in the field on the south. Sometimes farm kids will ride the family JohnDeer over to see us surf the road that splits the corn.