I can't say that the Cats were having much fun floating around under a postponement flag, but I sure was; glass like conditions made for a glorious paddle. The wind did build in the afternoon and they got a couple of races off, but not before I blazed past them with 36 sq feet of mylar..... and a paddle.
John and I paddle / sailed Mendota up to Picnic Point; that is the state capitol in the background. The second season of paddling is upon us and I am loving it. If you have never experienced Autumn and the fall colors, you are missing out on one of nature's most spectacular times.
"The sail, the play of its pulse so like our own lives: so thin and yet so full of life, so noiseless when it labors hardest, so noisy and impatient when least effective." -Hank Thoreau