One hand clapping in the forest

If a tree falls in the forest and no one hears, does it really fall? What is the sound of one hand clapping? Is the chair you see really a chair, or is it only the dimension you're in? If a big wave breaks on the shore and no one sees, does it really break? If I add another post to my blog and no one reads it is it really a blog? Dinna be stupid, of course it is! Flying in from Johannesburg on Friday evening, the pilot circled out over False Bay to make the approach into Cape Town International from the south. A good north-wester was blowing and the swell was running. I could see sets of waves sequenced out through the bay. Each had a different shape, no two the same. On Saturday afternoon wind and swell were still just right and I had some great rides. The power of a wave rises exponentially. I went out right to the back and waited for the big ones. It's a little frightening when you realise the peak of the wave is starting to curl over and you have just a few seconds to bear off and stay in the swell as it peels along. The energy and sound are exhilirating. With the sea in mind, I can only support the San Francisco Giants in this week's World Series against the Rangers, now that the Yanks are out. The QSL is from KGEI La Voz de la Amistad in San Francisco, heard here in 1968. This is one of quite a few US shortwavers QSLd over the years.