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This is why I paddle. Outside. Amongst the songs that sweet nature sings. And the scenery that no camera will ever be able to capture. Nor will words ever do it justice. Only being in this surreal setting. Will be able to explain. A connection. One so deep that it …
Ponce, Puerto Rico Downwind Race. Cheers. Laughter. And a mix of spanish and english dialogue. Overpower the sounds of the chugging diesel boat engine. As we set off from El Nautico. Gazing back towards the beach. Paddlers from the water. And people beachside wave and cheer. The tents and flags …
A boat ride to Coffin Island. Friends all around. And water so clear the wave created lines in the white sand below stands out. As if it was only a few inches below the surface. About thirty minutes before. Seven of us. Loaded our boards, paddles and gear onto Blackbeard. …
“A team is a group of individuals working together to achieve a goal.” This past trip to Puerto Rico. I saw this definition live and real. People moving in sync. Smiling. Laughing. Little words were spoken. Everyone doing their part. And this was race day. In a sport where the athlete takes on …
Beach Day. A trailer full of boards. The sounds of reggae music echoing out of a school bus. And calm waters steps away. Boards lined up on the beach. Groms (kids), laughing and playing in the water. Friends out paddling. And Ohana’s new shop addition, nugget soaking up the beach …
What if. What if I’m not good? Or I fail? Or even worse. Get hurt? These questions. Create a banter in our mind. Convincing us. With a fully supported story on why the decision we made. Was right. Opting out of a challenge and to resort back to the comfort …
An Island Adventure. The soft. Sugar like. White sand. Beneath my feet. The warm blue water meets it and splashes over my toes. My gaze drifts up. Catching the birds inquisitively circling over head. Wondering what brings me here. As just a few miles away sits real life. But for …
Sunday Adventures. Winding down I 95. As the sun peaks up and over the skyline. And reflecting off the blue calm waters. It was a quiet Sunday morning. With the city of Miami slowly awakening. People moved around the streets. Beaches. And the cafes. As we arrived into the Miami …
Familiar Smiling Faces. The amount of high fives, hugs and stories exchanged over the past few weeks. Has been at an all time high. Wrapping up a quick trip to the Caribbean. Which rolled right into Surf Expo and the Neptunalia Paddle Race. Then throw in my friends staying at …
Life on St. Croix. Just over a year ago. St. Croix was my winter home. My good friends, Bill and Isabelle of Kite and Paddle St. Croix, offered me a once and a lifetime opportunity. That I could not pass up. Learning a lot about life. Living on an island. …