Sunburn. Hail. Wind. did i mention wind? Lonely open waters. Brutally long days on the water. Three days, one grab. Adrenaline and exhaustion. Imagination and hope. Feathers in the dust bunnies. Hooks in all the usual places. Try to quit. Can’t quit. Want it. Need it. Hitch up the Pram and go. Again. You meet the new Boss. Same as the Old Boss.
Jay Nicholas, June 2013
Keeping the faith and ritual alive….thanks Jay.
Always good to see your excellent photos and commentary!