As I sat and watched the ocean over lunch, I debated my choices. I had only brought about $20 CDN to the beach, which meant I could not do all of the options open to me. Parasailing was an obvious choice, because both Kathy and Jill have done it and enjoyed it. However, I felt like I wanted to do something different, that perhaps they hadn't done, instead of following in their footsteps. My eyes kept wandering to these wave runners. Somewhere in the back of my head I remembered an article on the alarmning number of fatal accidents on these things, but as I watched other people do them, I realized the accidents were probably from more than one person riding, or alchol or whatever. So...