This guy crossed the Pacific solo at 23 (the first ever to do it). Then again at 83. 60 years apart. Same ocean. Same boat size. The 1962 trip: 19-foot plywood boat. No passport. No money. Arrested on arrival. The 2022 trip: 19-foot aluminum boat. 69 days. He says he's "still in the thick of my youth."

What strikes me is the gap between a beautiful principle and the brutal reality of executing. Was this idea just ahead of its time?