Want to know what freedom is?
It's spending days on end in a Mitsubishi Eclipse Spyder with the top down; hair whipping around my face.
It's open roads and fast turns.
It's being perched, high up on a platform, overlooking Lake Ontario at night.
It's having the sunsets so close to your presence that they seem just barely out of arms reach.
It's being on Irondequoit Bay in a boat and cutting through waves at an accelerated rate.
It's racing through the vastness that is Lake Ontario.
It's hanging onto a windshield and sidebar to be able to balance standing up.
It's speed.
It's being invited to steer and going so fast that water is spitting up over the window.
It's hearing the words repeated, "You know you can slow down, right?" - and being able to simply say, "I don't want to!"
It's plowing through wave after wave and winding up in Charlotte by the pier. There is something incomparable about being on a 25' vessel that rears up and smashes down in such quick succession that it feels like a violation.
It's power.
Power, Speed, and Freedom.
It's loud music, and the sun going down, and tumultuous waters. It's coasting for a half hour out where no other boats or people are. It's drifting aimlessly while taking in each and every plunge intimately. Each jolt. Every dip.
It's nature's violence.
It's nature at its finest.
It's that roller coaster feeling in the pit of your stomach.
It's like sex.
I recommend it.
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