When you're drifting out to sea?

Between the wind and the complete exhaustion, I couldn't do anything.

I like to windsurf a lot. Out in front of our home in Newburyport, Massachusetts, there is a small tidal basin that flows into the Merrimack River, which empties into the Atlantic Ocean. The basin is where we do most of our windsurfing.

Several years ago, in November, three of us wanted to go surfing—the last trip of the season. I was with two neighbors, both men, and we decided that we were going to go out of the basin on our windsurfers, go around a small island called Wood-bridge Island, and then come back.

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