Flat lake,,,

So little boat traffic, so much acreage,,,,

That was taken mid-lake:  some wind chop, some long rolling fetch, but waves?   notsomuch,,,

I may have seen 4 boats, maybe 5 but no less than three,,,  Only one was NOT a bassboat.  The bassboats don’t make much wake, even when flat out haulin’ass.  So no dancing water fun for Dio,,,   That’s alright, I got enough to feel the goosing in the hindquarters and that was enough to get my fix in. 

Water in mid 60’s still; warmer below than above.   That can get a body killed if things go sideways and y’ain’t prepared for it.    I was in wet suit top and bottom, spray skirt and PFD,   *

and sweating my ass off.   The outside of the wetsuit was dry when I got to shore; the inside was sweatlogged.  I went for a swim to wash the stink out before heading to get the Buffalo and change out.   Not sure a drysuit would have been any better, maybe worse.   At least with the wetsuit, the sweat can get out.

Where that pic was taken, was a 1/4 mile to shore in any one direction.    I was just sitting there admiring the glimmer of SOL bouncing off those wavelets, blinding at times, the breeze out of the SxSE that smelled of leaves, pine and clean water.   No boat exhaust, or not enough to twig my senses.

AND QUIET.   OMG so quiet.    I could hear the music from a wedding party at the nearest subdivision, and that is over 2 miles away from where I was floating.

Days like this, I hook into that Ground and Center FAST.    By the time I piddled around to the take out, I was so calm and relaxed, I could have laid my head on the deck and taken a nap.

F*@K the Politicos.   They have ZERO clue where the real power of life is.  Or maybe they do know and try like hell to keep us distracted from it: Maybe it’s something thier lizard brains can’t grab and hold onto, so they, in jealousy, fight to keep those of us that can, away from it.   And if I could find a way to make Kayaking pay (and I have an idea, but playing that card close to my chest right now) I would NEVER leave the water, except to travel between waypoints.   Tired of being that wage slave, tired of the games of a society rigged against the little guy, and DEFINITELY tired of the politics.  (politics is why I knew I would never make the Corps a career,,,More the meritocracy mindset, than kissass /brown-noser/backstabber.)

It doesn’t have to be hard,,,,,    Nope, sure doesn’t.   Today sure wasn’t.   deep breath, slow exhale, satisfied with my ‘balance’ right now.   Much needed day.

Domestics day tomorrow, and possible takin’ Da to look at a new to him truck.   Leaving the day open for whatever on that note.

Live

Learn

LAUGH

LOAD.

* And I always carry a grab bag of stuff ‘just in case’: emergency sleeping bag, fire starter, etc.   Hypothermia is no joke, and those temps could get a body deep into it in short order.