Tunnybell

This post is from last JULY. That’s how on top of things I am. It’s November. I lose.

I spent all last weekend at the Glorious Door County Sea Kayak Symposium.  I think this must be my equivalent to mainlining cocaine because I would have done damn near anything to get me some more.  I am deeply, passionately in love. And for the record, I’ve never even seen cocaine but a little shock-value hyperbole does a body good.

I got choked up at my 11 PM arrival just seeing all the cars with boat racks on them, not to mention a zillion kayaks littering the ground in the moonlight.   So many boats, so little time…  So anyway, I got my BCU 2-star (hey, you have to start somewhere) and will go for my 3-star either later this summer or first thing next summer.   Knowing that my high brace is, truly, a high brace thrills me to no end.  Realizing that I can do a sculling brace with my head in the actual water made me want to yell for more.   Getting slammed by a very heavy 23 MPH headwind with 30+ MPH gusts, and living to type about it, makes me giggle like a school girl.  Damn straight I was scared at first - it’s always very helpful when you get the 25 ft. towline OUT of the water and secured to your deck before continuing on - but I was in good hands and knew there was beer on shore somewhere.  I have seen beer.

It was gorgeous.  It was in the woods and water.

 And now I’m in Orlando at a sales conference - believe me the irony isn’t lost on me.  I am going to be back on the water the moment my plane lands back in MN… More later since I have to get back to Micky and the gang.  Dear God save me.