Tales of Windsurfing on a Lake in the Southeast U.S.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

The Only Suit That Matters Is A Wetsuit.

We’re playing “pass around the quote”. I found this on Bunts Blog. Bunty found it on Boardseeker. The person who posted it in Boardseeker apparently found it on a South African windsurfing site that is unidentified.

“Windsurfing is not just a sport, nor is it just a pass-time or something to do on a weekend, not to me anyway. It’s a partnership between man and the power of the elements, a relationship with the wind and the water. Windsurfing is like swimming with dolphins, or riding on the back of a lion. It’s humbling and empowering at the same time. It’s everything.

People are forever changed by windsurfing. It alters your priorities and it fills you with a sense of awe. Suddenly, the importance of your bank balance and the car you drive diminishes. The only suit that matters is a wetsuit. People’s opinions become less important. Investment-trust pish-pash, anti-ageing cream big whoop.

The allure of the city lights grow weaker and the call of the wild grows stronger. Bad weather is good weather, terrible weather - even better. When the parasols are hurredly removed from the beaches in the advent of a storm, when the sky and the water seems furious and sand stings your legs, that’s when the windsurfers appear.

So if it seems that we’re uninterested in your board meeting, or our glaringly absent faces betray our indifference to your marketing pitch, it’s not that we don’t like you, we just don’t care. We answer to a higher calling…”

Borrowed from The Peconic Puffin

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