Still, after a day or two, things just seem to nestle back into their proper place for carrying a lot easier than at the beginning of a trip. Or so it seems. I hate to shove off. The boat is loaded, my bladder is empty, and I have absolutely no reason for not moving out. I straddle the boat and sit down just behind the cockpit.
Sunshine is fast warming the day, but for now a vest still feels pretty cozy.
I walk back up and check the fire ashes one more time. A glance-around confirms that everything is okay. Not much water time left. Geez, what a wonderful Veterans Day holiday it has turned out to be. Back to the PaddleWise home page.