...one could tell he wasn't comprehending the science at play, but what could not be denied was the reality of the effectiveness. The change in scenery brought a warm perspective on the experiments underway back at the shore. As if adjusting ones eyes after exiting the dark, things came back into focus, surprisingly the same way. And although some things were dreamed to have been different, there was a comfort in knowing that tasks at hand were honest and aging like a fine wine, with seasons intent and times of patience prescribed.
I surfed the same board everyday for a week straight changing only the fins to better know the isolation of a single, changeable element in what is a particularly complicated design. I surf well enough to feel the differences in things but not so well that evey thing simply goes. Of course i'd like to surf better and work on technique constantly. However along this surfing life's path there are brave results and experiments that fashion the future. They stand like telegraph poles in my memory holding up the lonely line of failed or simply valinilla results in between.
I joined the family and spent some much needed time away from daily tasks and with loved ones in a stunning setting.
Somethimes things feel flat after some review and with some dust on the topic that once was of premium interest. It's been rewarding picking up where things sat waiting and continuing in the quest for refreshing excellence through design for the water.
Changing one thing at a time, remaining fascinated by design and yet holding the results loosely and honestly. Easily distinguishable by the froth factor.