Trim Tabs & Headspace: A Team’s Real Prep for Zane Grey Week

The night before a big run, the dock has its own weather. Hoses hiss. Zip ties snap. Someone’s laughing, too loud for midnight, because nerves need somewhere to go. A reel sings a quick test note, and the cockpit lights turn the deck into a stage white, clean, unblinking. It appears to be a ritual, and it is. Not the...