In the golden light of dawn and dusk, paddlers work in perfect unison, their strokes disciplined, strong, and smooth.
All paddlers know that the waves, perhaps so calm and blue today, hold their life.
A calm surface can change abruptly into a raging turbulence of foam. The laws of nature are unpredictable. All paddlers must learn about the capricious ocean swell, about the wind, and the vastness of the sea. Their guides are the ancient Hawaiians for whom the canoe, small on the infinite ocean, brought life, in the form of fish protein. But that same canoe as easily brought death.