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Yeah, I know I haven’t been writing. Gimme a break. I’ve got some projects going, including ramping up to lead a kayak trip out to Cumberland Island (GA). So, no great thoughts, other than pondering how either the boat shrank or the gear grew 20% since the last expedition.

We did have a pre-trip meeting the other night after work and I’m always a little surprised how different paddlers appear all cleaned up. The women looked like…well...women.

Of course, yesterday I saw a kayaker at a traffic light. Paddling doesn’t always run in the family, so you don’t see other people in the lives of your fellow paddlers. That’s the case with this guy, who I saw with his spouse for the first time.

On the river, he’s kind of Alley Oop. Slouched over the steering wheel of the family truckster, receiving direction from his wife, more reminiscent of Homer Simpson. It was quite funny, although I won't bring it up to him.