Waterskiing
Born with a hole in my heart good
exercise was essential thus I could swim before I could walk. My father
taught me to water ski when I was just seven. I've done quite a lot
of it but just for fun, no competition stuff. This picture was in Spain
behind a 27 foot death machine that left a wake about 2 foot
high to cross.
Technically my position is all wrong, unless, of course, you're in the
back of the boat with a beer, then the technique looks brilliant!
(Actually I overdid it on the holiday, and on the flight home my back locked up and
I was stretchered off the plane straight to hospital.)
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