It was like meeting an old love. My old 14′ SUP that I haven’t seen for over a year. Yes, I am guilty of abandoning the board in favor of the foil.
But then we came together for 10 miles and the love affair flared up again. Now I am confused and worried. Did I cheat on my SUP? Have I turned away for too long? What is wrong with me? Is foiling just a fad or have I strayed too deep into the foil forest?
All these questions buzz around in my head and keep me awake on hot summer nights. I need to get this off my chest.
Can you listen to me?