Broad reach in a steady 22 knots with gusts to 30. Laid out in the back of the boat as far as I dare, ass slapping the tops of waves, blinding spray in my face, going faster than I ever have before. For a fleeting moment I am on the brink of losing it, but I focus, gather myself, reign it in...
I came to maturity in the surfing culture, where personal expression manifested itself in overcoming one's fear at the top of a steep face, dropping into the green room, and letting it ride. The only competition was being the first in the lineup to the room. The only rule was to scratch like a...
I have been sailing for almost one year, and I feel a overwhelming gravitational pull toward the extreme end of the sport. I rest my laser at the interface of powerful opposing natural forces, wind and water. There is a simple beauty in leveraging my own strength, and grace and wits in a...
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