When you’re 17 years old, you tend to learn things the hard way. I was no exception. One November morning in Washington state. the weatherman was calling for clear, sunny skies and high winds at the public refuge I had been aching to test out.
When you’re 17 years old, you tend to learn things the hard way. I was no exception. One November morning in Washington state. the weatherman was calling for clear, sunny skies and high winds at the public refuge I had been aching to test out.