- Cradle of Storms
A Long & Lonely Paddle
They dropped you off on a remote, rocky island in the far north. There were no stores here, so you brought your own food. You carried a heavy gun to protect yourself from huge wild animals. The wave was a right that broke like a slab on an islet 500 yards off the coast. It was winter, and a lot of water moved through the channel. You sat on a beach and wondered if you’d be able to navigate the currents alone.