Inner Harbor windy windy day.
Great workout with the "plank," my heavy stable non-racer board.
Meredith's gift saving me from hypothermia many years after.
Still counts.
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Inner Harbor windy windy day.
Great workout with the "plank," my heavy stable non-racer board.
Meredith's gift saving me from hypothermia many years after.
Still counts.
I am hoping to paddle out from here soon.
The launch is about 150 yards down a steep hill, which is a rough carry, especially back up, what with my back issues now. Still, though an exposed site, I look forward to the paddle.
Point Richmond.
She is holding onto her favorite toy and watching me, keeping that eye contact so that I don't leave her by herself just yet. I a minute or two, she closed her eyes and conked out, snoring away.
Inner Harbor.
I used the Stiletto today, a narrower and quicker--and more demanding--board this morning.
A new Irish novel set in 412 B.C.
Captive Athenian soldiers putting on Euripides' tragedy MEDEA in the quarries of Syracuse at the direction of two Syracausan potters . . . .
Inventive, lively -- and deeply grim, as most war stories must be. I am on page 59 and will keep reading.