My first love… she was a gorgeous blonde beauty with long lines, a smooth glide and a distinctive tattoo marking her lineage…it was a Naish Nalu 11’6”…and she slid me across a choppy Lake Crabtree like no other watercraft I’d ever paddled. It was just a few months after I’d tried stand up paddle boarding for the first time at…
Meditations on paddling, ohana, and life.
Land paddling is not a crime.
A perfect meditation on why we paddle, why we need the water. Just in time to close out the old year and usher in the new.
What to wear, drink, and do to get yourself out on the water this winter.
The base layer.
Three POVs on this activewear hoodie.
Dedicated dawn patrol in the dark.
What it's really like to paddle the Chattajack after a summer of training.
Trying to get to Chattajack in one piece.