Salty Stinging Storms

Sailed into a storm on the Andaman Sea and I’ve never felt more alive..

This dingy little boat sailed right into a storm and the weather-worn, leathery captain never bat an eyelid. We were handed ponchos, for purposes I do not yet understand, while a rain-pelted crew member was designated as Windshield Wiper.

It was not quite the catamaran I was expecting but I loved every drop and every “Ooh!” with each wave we hit.