Sorry Mark, I know it's your big day. But I've hit the wall. I'm worn out by the endless posts, sharing and resharing of photos, sayings, causes and various other inanities on your delightful website. My mind has become mush and I can't concentrate any more. I'm not blaming you, I know it's me. So Mark, I'm going outside and rediscover the real world. Have fun, and thanks for all the fish!
I hope I don't turn into a pillar of salt!(a little bird told me not fear, I will still be here.)
There's nothing "Olympic" about Windsurfing. Gee golly, gee Mr. Wilson. Did you know that Curling is an Olympic sport, but Windsurfing has been flushed down the toilet? Gosh, I didn't know that, Dennis.
They're several of the them paddling along the water front, and none of them want to go out to the break and hang ten. I had to scour my photos to find a photo of a guy paddling by me. (I thought I took more.)
What you don't want to see coming at you from astern. No doubt about it, if you don't pay attention, you'll be sleeping with the fishes.
I'm continually surprised by all the numbskulls I encounter out on the water. I've got news for you guys, it's not virtual out there, stuff can kill you. So pull your face away from that smart phone for a second, and take a look around. Welcome to the real world, there isn't an app for that
The ocean is big, really big. It's so big that it boggles the mind that out of nowhere a ship appears coming at you like a missle. Two words to remember - radar and lookout. Always, always prepare for the worst.