the Good Burn

Finally had ice out here in VT on the local ponds, and I took the opportunity yesterday to Finally get on the water. About 20 days later than last years first foray, remembering how much I love the feel of a neck gasket, The muscles missed the pull of the paddle, but began to protest after an hour, reminding me how out of shape they are compared to last October when I dropped the Wildfire on a rock skipping across the carry between Polliwog & Hoel. That slip on a root cost me a weekend of epoxy & sandpaper instead of the woods, but they were cool & wet anyway.

I am a bit sore this morning, but its a good burn!

Happy Spring!:)