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There are times in a canoe you stop paddling
when something catches your eye, like a glint off the water, a
bird taking flight or maybe the ominous distant rumble of
thunder. These intrusions quickly turn into memory, leaving
only the moment. It was good having an extra paddler and
friend in these open waters. I have been caught by a sudden
wind change before and a wonderful relaxing time turns into
alot of hard work. |
