(Photos courtesy of Nan)

I did a beautiful ride up Blackstar last night. Though there were a few problems that occurred on the descent, the sunset was spectacular and the company afterwards was great. I've been meaning to try out some new dirt, and have been glad to have friends step up to offer to take me on rides I would've otherwise had to try out solo.

Mountain biking is so much different than surfing in that way; while I love to ride alone and it allows me to get in a nice groove, I really enjoy the company of friends when I'm out on the trails. Some trails are better ridden together, and the camaraderie can enhance the experience.

With surfing, I often feel much better when I'm out in the water alone. There are those cases when I love surfing with someone and seeing them catch a wave or having them see me catch a wave. Or the special people you love to paddle out with just because being in the water with them is good enough. I love the times when afterwards, you both smile and share the stoke of a good session. But mostly, I love the solitude and the quiet of being alone, moving gently with the ocean, seeing the sun breaking through, hair slicked back by the water, and nothing but the pure joy of waiting.