As far as I'm concerned, they have a lot in common - riding dirty dirt bikes and surfing surfboards. Fluid motion. An ever changing environment. Subtle adjustments. You're out of control often. Overwhelmed at times. Heart racing. Palms perspiring. Then you get it together. Sometimes it can seem so easy. While other times it's like you've never done it before. N00b! You can acquire a rhythm, though. Overcoming obstacles. Negotiating turns. Moving through space, propelled by something other than yourself. It's addicting, that feeling. Travelling. You can close your eyes in the evening a still feel yourself sliding, maneuvering around rocks, trying to increase speed at every opportunity. They share something, dirt bikes and surfboards. A certain type of soul. And those that enjoy one, often enjoy the other.
