Although I’ve got a lot to say, I haven’t got very much time to get it written, so I’ll give you the short version and start with some photos from yesterday on Woods Reservoir where I put in at Morris Ferry boat ramp.
Up early yesterday morning for a walk then back home to finish assembling Campsis Radicans, my Pouch E68 folding kayak. After that was done, Seventy-Six was ready to play outside for a while, and he wanted to blow soap-bubbles in the boat’s cockpit. I held an old golf-umbrella to keep the already hot morning sun off his head. He thought that was funny.
I loaded the gear and boat in to and on top the car so I could leave after worship service and head to the lake. Until Caution-Lady asked me where I planned to paddle, I hadn’t made up my mind. When she asked, I said, “Morris Ferry Landing.” I thought I would paddle out and see whether any of the water-lilies were still in bloom (turns out I was way too late for the lilies). I paddled maybe eight miles. Then back home and unpacked the car and put the boats in the garage.
After that, I played in the too-small wading pond with Seventy-Six while Caution-Lady prepared supper. Because we got really dirty, and I already stank from sweating all day in synthetic-but-quick-drying paddling togs, we both had to bathe before the evening meal. Then a terrific supper and an evening at home with my family. What could be better? Nothing. Nothing at all.
Here are some photos: