Autumnal Equinox Blues

12 hours of day n night,,,

I try to go kayaking on equinoxes and solstices.     This year, I have missed every single one (well, I still have a solstice upcoming,,, Right near Christmas.)

Actually, this year has rather sussed for Kayaking.    I can count on one hand how much I have hit water.

Boredom?  Sick of Soloing? The drudgery of lugging boats to and from water getting to me? 

Yup, all of that and maybe a little wish for adventure as well.   

Actually that last was my problem today.   Wanting to do more than ‘just go for a paddle’.  

I need to make a weekend plan and do a solo campout again.   Paddle hard to a location, set up camp, and just “BE” without the distraction of phone, pets, the world in general.

Sorta like what Brudda B and I do when winter camping.   Make the schedule, get away, find some peace for a short time.

Not gonna let my boats go, I do still enjoy them when out.  I still enjoy the water time, it just feels more and more chore like making the transition from truck to water and back.   Lazy bastache that I am; Don’t like ‘chores’…  

Another part of my lack of paddle time is DRIVE TIME.   Nothing really close worth paddling.   The local lake has only 7 miles of shore line, and I know it like the back of my hand.  I have named a couple of catfish that like to shadow me in certain places (they follow my shade and use it as cover to ambush the smaller trout in the shallows.)   I know where the Muskrats dwell and when they will run and hide or play hide and seek with me.(which CAN be fun)  

Yes, those are nice moments,   I still lack motivation because its become near routine.     The other lake is over 40 miles one way from my place.   

And the local river has had health warnings most all summer: E-Coli infestations.  Even the fishermen are being told to catch release, DO NOT EAT.  

Today, I didn’t paddle.   I’m guessing you already figured that out.   What I did do was trek through the woods, away from the ‘beaten path’, and found a spot near one of my ‘put-ins’ when paddling.  Lots of tree coverage where a creek feeds into the lake.   And I sat on a rock, listening,

just listening.

The world is getting quiet again.    The REAL World, not the world of people.    Of course it is, right?   Its getting ready to go to sleep for another winter.   Yeah,,, That,,, but it gave me a rather somber state,,,   And here, I, AM.    blubbering on the blog.

SO, not much to say right now, no interest in diving into the real’ world on a sunday, and awaiting new toys so that I can expand on this bloggy thingy,,,   

Thunderboomers rolling through the area: May set up a hammock on the porch and let the rain and rumbles ease my spirit.

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