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We
all have magical times in our lives and this is one of them
for me. Alone in the canoe,
surrounded
by a mile of flat calm water with out a distinct horizon to
give you any feeling
of
distance. I knew where I was and how to get back, but it
seemed I was incased in a bubble of stillness, of peace. I was
floating on nothing, no up or down, until I came across this
little island. After mooring for awhile the wind started to
pickup, so the time was right to head back.
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