Monday, March 8, 2010

Got Wet Yesterday Morning. (And I Have the Bruises to Prove It!)

(Side note: I found out when exactly my grandmother's funeral is.  On Facebook.  For feck's sake.)

Kayaking!  In March!  Almost as good as kayaking in MayJuneJulyAugustSeptember!  Well, not really.  (Really boring video that at least gives you an idea of what I was up to on the weekend...)

It felt really, really great to get into a boat yesterday.  Kayaking is my drug.  In the winter, I can get pretty... bad.  (Morose is a good word, but it's kinda an icky word...)  But then spring comes and I do this:

 
 (My mom took this picture of Steve on Toby Creek a few years back.  That was an amazing day.)

Or this:
  
(Me on Sheep Creek.  I actually hate waterfalls, but I like this picture.)

Getting in a boat just makes the world slow down.  It stops the din in my head.  The rush of the river helps me get my feet back on the ground.  It lets me breathe again.  It's been almost two years since I've been on a river (it was a long pregnancy...) and I can't wait to get back.