Two weeks of every month, Mark and Dean Soares of Anegada, British Virgin Islands (population 180), head fifty miles out into the Atlantic, looking for big fish. Nowadays, their catch isn’t the only thing on the line.
Long before extreme sports, there was the Birdman race. The Rapu Nui tribesmen of Easter Island braved perilous cliff dives and shark-infested waters in an anything-goes pursuit of glory. Bucky McMahon tries to re-create this proto-adventure race and escape with his dignity intact.
On a vintage steed, over vertiginous hills of white gravel, suitcase overloaded with courage, Bucky McMahon battles through Italy’s infamous Eroica—a grueling, 127-mile “period cyclotouristic rally”—in hopes of dying just this side of glory.
It’s the antithesis of the bleached-out, overfished reefs that divers find around the world—a place where the sea is still bursting with life, and hope for the ocean endures. Pull on a tank in Indonesia’s remote Raja Ampat and witness diving’s final frontier.
The problem? Every year we add five million cars to American roads but very few new roads to carry them. The roads we do have are in the worst state of disrepair ever. The solution? Paul Moller’s Skycar.