A Father Son Surfing Haiku
Smiles on the water. Sticky wetsuit trauma over. Waves have energy. – A haiku inspired by the hours of rocking waves (struggling, popping, falling, surfing, learning) that the Oldest Boy and I spent on Canada’s West Coast.
Surfing – Yachting for the Masses
There is nothing – absolutely nothing – half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats. Rat, Wind in the Willows I’m the first to admit that my yachting days a still a ways off, so in the…