Lots of coffee and a leisurely egg breakfast we decided to explore the east end of the lake. I kneeled in the empty canoe, similar to my paddling position in my C1, except that the C1 at least had a 6 inch high seat. After only a half hour my ankles were useless, and getting me out of the canoe required both friends to haul on my arms and step out, trying to stay upright while my ankles recovered. I waited on an island in the rain while they fished. We lunched on the island, three canoes passed by, the last one asked about camping and we replied that we were just there for lunch. They called the first 2 canoes back and gladly claimed the campsite. One guy was so thankful he gave us a Iowa Hawkeye hipflask of bourbon The half hour paddle back to camp was against a headwind. And a crawl into the tent and a 2 hour nap was needed to refresh ourselves, bourbon was liberally applied as medicine.
| The Dagger Atom C1 in action, I used to paddle one of these, never got very good at it. |
 |
| This is pretty close to the coloring I had |
This is pretty close to the coloring I had
No comments:
Post a Comment