What It’s Like

Sometimes love is all flowers and romance.. sometimes it’s well… You know.   Sea kayaking is like that….

Sometimes it’s all nature and beauty and all that sort of thing.  Sometimes though it’s … well,

Sometimes you get out of your kayak, stand up, wipe the water out of your eyes.. spit, then go sit in the car with the door open and put this on the stereo….




Yeah, eventually you’ll carry gear and load the boat..

You will.

When you’re damn good and ready.

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