A Satyrday at the lake

kinda sorta,,,

I did GO to the lake, more out of curiousity than to paddle (Fact: I didn’t even take any gear other than Lyssa; whom is ALWAYS strapped to Buffalo, unless some other kayak is in her place) No PFD, no Paddle, No Skirt, No nuthin’s,,,, Just me, boat and Buff.

Water tables are rising,,, Thank the small gods for that. Winds were hellish out of the west and that made for some fine chop and swells, but I saw no ‘order’ to such, no timing to speak of, but I was only there for a few minutes (wind chill drove me back into Buffalo with a quickness: definitely was not dressed for exposure,,, ) But it looked like it would be fun times if not for those 10+mph breezes and occasional gust to 25,,, Force 6 winds,,, lots of chop, some whitecaps, no foam, but some spray. Easier to see that on oceans, not fresh water.

Really wish this drysuit would get here so I CAN get out and play more. I still could, but I have to bundle up far more; wetsuits don’t help as much as dry fleece liners under a drysuit do.

Knew I wasn’t even going to make the attempt, hence why no gear. Tis witches teat cold out there and the wind is making things down right uncomfortable to ANY exposed skin. (like EYEBALLS!!! Gotta be able to see!!!) Naw,,, I can be patient, sort kinda like, maybe,,,

Ok, maybe not, but I ain’t suicidal either, nor stoopid,,, A leetle krazee, yes, but not the others.

Sigh,,,, Come on Mama Spring and the lilies,,,, Come on warm weather (even rainy fer criminy’s sake,) When I see the lilies raising their heads while I am out walkin’ Voo, I know the last gasp of winter is right around the corner and we get to warm up again. impatiently waiting for those little signs of green and yellow,,,,

more laters as I get bored and cabin fever kicks in,,,

Keep on livin’