The kayak journey with my buddy was a good one. The journey came with a story to tell. I picked Terry up at the canoe club and we travelled to Poplar Bluff Conservation Area to launch the kayaks. We greeted a young couple at the conservation area and exchanged pleasantries. Thirty minutes after launching, Terry remembered that he had left his keys in my vehicle. We needed his vehicle to get back to the launch site so we could retrieve my vehicle. We were resigning ourselves to the fact we were going to have to paddle up river into a stiff breeze to get the keys. Just then I noticed the young couple on the river bank enjoying cocktails. I am not shy about asking for favours because I am the type of guy who likes to do favours so I paddled over and asked them if they would pick me up at the boat launch in an hour and a half, then give me a lift to Poplar Bluff. They were happy to oblige so we exchanged phone numbers and called them when we finished our paddle. While traveling back to my vehicle, I discovered that the gentleman spent his childhood in Blind Bay, BC., the place I had just spent the previous two weeks. A great conversation ensued.
On October 4, I cooked a turkey with all the fixings because both my girls were going to be elsewhere for the Thanksgiving weekend. During the last week, I had 8 turkey leftover meals. I'm about ready for a change. Yesterday, I joined another friend for a paddle in from the Berry Barn to Saskatoon. No key foul ups on this journey...nothing but clear sailing. In fact, we had a strong tail wind so the paddling was easy.
Today, I made four dozen perogies to occupy my time. I think the plan for tomorrow will be a long bike ride and blowing out sprinklers. Life is good.
