“Without risk, there is no beauty. Without chance, no adventure.”
Perhaps this is a mantra you repeat before you head off on a surf trip to a far-off island, or as you wake up before the sun to drop in on a roaring swell. Sometimes it can feel like living on the edges of sanity but that cliff seems to be a comfortable enough place for now. Dan Crockett wrote a poem exploring this brink that surfers often find themselves perched upon and it serves as the narration for a new film by Chris McClean for the brand Finisterre. The film follows surfers Noah Lane and Matt Smith in North West Scotland as they camp in two lone tents on a grassy knoll overlooking the big gray ocean, miles away from any vestige of civilization.
“Beyond the edges of sanity, I am the waiting teeth of the rocks below”, the poem relays; and this character couldn’t be happier about it. The poem, read by Charles Dance (from Game of Thrones), compliments McClean’s dark and shadowing shots in a perfect harmony. There’s plenty of surfing here to punctuate each stanzas, illustrating what all the trouble is for. For surf adventurers, “Edges of Sanity” will be a new exploration of a familiar feeling. It’s best watched in the dark- in the early morning or very late at night.
