It was the summer of 1982 and all I wanted to do was enjoy my summer, but instead, I'd have to 'go to school'. Math and Science would be taught to me by my immediate neighbor who by chance was a NY Certified teacher and English would be taught to me by a woman in town who was also certified in NY.
Here I am, in the very waters Aleksander Doba paddled that day, rather evening of May 31st, 2016 and off my port side are very large waves. Waves I am sure I do not have the skill to navigate, but more importantly, waves that are well off my route, yet I am getting closer to them and further from shore. Now I’m checking my track frequently and even though I have done a dramatic course correction and now I’m paddling almost 45 degrees to starboard off my route, just to make shore, I am getting nowhere.