Time For Gloves
Arriving early as usual, the first thing I felt was the wind. This wind was not at our house. However, I knew that once I was nestled down in the kayak, I would be warm enough. After all, I did wear a windbreaker.
Readying myself with the tailgater of the Wrangler open, I watched the kayak bobbing up and down at the water's edge. Then in the distance, I saw these people all of whom climbed into their small boat all of whom wearing Winter coats. I wondered...would I be warm enough?
My plan was to scoot through the tunnels and continue paddling until I got to the dam. Perhaps it would be less windy on that side of the lake. Oops...no can do.
Because of recent rains, the water table was up...really up...and scooting through the tunnel on the right would be a tad of an adventure while the tunnel on the left was doable.
And yes, tranquil waters waited on the other side...
water as smooth as polished glass.
So quiet. A lone seagull landed in the water being sure to keep it's distance as I took in the Mother Earth's bounty.
Paddling back, I knew it was worth it as the sun permeated every muscle.
However, I will admit I never took off my neoprene gloves.
How about you?
Have you taken out your gloves yet?
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