Here is my garage door frozen shut. There is no way I'm getting this puppy un-stuck. Off to the side door!
Pile off boats just itching to be paddled... How the heck am I going to get the Sea Wind Out!
Sea Wind buried on the far end...Drats! Looks like I can squeeze the Summersong out the side door.
At the put-in on Lake Columbia. Power plant in the background. We are looking at 11 degrees F. right now. Shooting for high teens or low 20's. No WKCR Paddlers!
Getting ready to put in. Wind is picking up, should switch out of the South calm down a bit and pushing warmer air into the area. At least the temp. is in double digits!
Padding into the wind, heading over to the other side of the lake. A bit choppy but doable in the Sawyer Summersong.
Out of the wind, my own piece of heaven. It was an outstanding paddle. Nobody else out on the water, except some geese and a few renagade ducks and one lone fisherman that gave me a nod of understanding.
I begin to see that a man's got to be in his own heaven to be happy. - Mark Twain