Remember that time you and your mates were on a week long wakeboard extravaganza? One of those camping nights, gazing at the stars, stirring some baked beans, sipping a cold one by the fire and your buddy blurted out. “You know what’s wrong with wakeboarding - nobody has the sack to come out with a hunters orange/camo impact jacket with a field whistle, compass, shotgun shell holders and not a care in the world if it’s approved by the Guard. I am envisioning a hybrid/neoprene jacket. None of that pseudo orange neoprene crap - that stuff’s weak.” Well you know what? We were there and we were listening, and tell your boy to quiet down with his epiphanies if he doesn’t want us to knock him off.