When I left New Hampshire I considered myself a good paddler. I had solid rough water experience in sea kayaks, I'd travelled around the East Coast paddling different areas and I was proficient surfing the coast. This was back before standup paddling was re-invented so to me, sea kayaking was the most fun I could have on the water. This was before I paddled the heavy conditions on the West Coast and before I'd ever paddled a canoe with grace. Today, I still consider myself a good paddler, but my technical understanding has grown leaps and bounds and my skills have been refined. Returning to the area where I first wet my paddle is pretty nostalgic and exciting and to standup paddle everything this time around makes the return even that much sweeter.