A new past time.

Thanks to the generosity of my friends and their retirement gifts, I now am a boat owner again. No, not a pontoon, this time a "personal water craft". I was at the store and they had a big sale. How could I resist? This one I can manage by myself and it gives me the ability to be on the water again. After a few days of mastering the art or paddling and very sore arms and abs ( I do not have a 6pack yet) I realized I felt the joy of my days on the water before my boat went down. This has now become the reward of my day. Today I plan to attack the barn and try and sort my possessions and will reward myself with an hour or two of kayaking. I am alone at Travis' they went camping so I am busy feeding chickens, collecting eggs and just general busyness but the barn is on the horizon. I think you could call the blog my way of avoiding the inevitable.

 One cannot take a picture of oneself while paddling, so this is the best I could do.

 It's even more fun when you can see the boats up close. 

 The house from the kayak.

 The hardest part of kayaking is getting it down the hill.