“Clouds have got a lot to say to you.” Skipper Dave Wyatt is perched on the fly bridge of the Velocity, watching a wayward wisp of cirrus drift off above the Breakseas. We’re about as south as you can get, steaming along out there at the very edge of everything. The rolling smells of kelp, diesel trails and half-burnt toast drift on a sweet, wild wind blowing in from the east, across the great quartzite mountains that stretch out before us, as far as the eye can see.
Before I can ask what the cirrus is saying, Dave clocks some imperceptible shift in the engine’s grumblings and is off down the ladder like a flash. Light of foot and perpetually in motion, this legendary waterman has surfed and fished the…
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