Annals Of Stoicism: Winter Wetassing….

All hail the wackos who insist on surfing and sailing even when the conditions are positively Siberian. While the rest of the world waits wimpily for the warm weather of spring and summer, they just throw on extra layers and hit the water. Or ice. Or whatever. So here is my ongoing homage to the Hardass Wetasses. Up first is a couple of guys I came across in a Sailing Anarchy forum. They wanted to go cat sailing, so they went cat sailing (after they chipped away the ice, of course). Here are some pictures of their two hour spin (you can find the full set here):



“Damn, what a fine day for a sail…”



“Cr*p! An icicle just went down my neck…”



“What? You thought I would look normal…?”



“Hmm, this is probably what the Titanic sidedecks looked like…”



“Boy, sheet ice really locks in the sail shape…”

Not shivering yet? Then check out their video

And that’s not all. Windsurfers are just as stupid, I mean gung-ho. And thanks to TWC reader Uncle Bob (aka Bob Steele) we’ve got it on tape. Just check out the video of this determined Dude as he makes like Shackleton trying to get across the brash ice so he can hop on his board…



“I can’t believe all the sailors we’re seeing these days…”

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