Pups Learning how to lazy wrestle.
Part 2: After a “normal” Florida afternoon storm, the phone lines are down. I only discovered this after trying to use the phone to call my lost cell phone. Maybe it is time to cancel the land line phone service, but then how would I ever find my phone?
Part 3: Brown and red volcano rice cooked up, placed in a pan with some coconut milk, left over chicken and various spices. Did I just make risotto? Not quite, but still some creamy carbness I was craving.
Up the Lake Without a Paddle:
As the fog began to rise over the trees, I headed out, eager to embark on my next SUP (stand up paddleboard) adventure.
~ wait ~ I forgot my paddle…turn my steed around and head back to the homestead. Paddle now on board, off to the refreshing ambiance of the lake.
Traveling to the Canal:
When I pushed off from shore the wind was fairly calm. I decided to go for my longest paddle thus far, 3 miles round trip. I passed a few paddlers and a fisherman along the way. A beautiful morning, a fabulous workout. There were a couple of homes for sale along the way so I stopped and put in bids.
Florida’s Venetian Canal:
The canal is a beautiful, long and narrow passageway between lakes. It was used by loggers a looong time ago. The canal insists that you are in the moment. It has twists and turns that you you hope to not find a boat behind. I only had to pass one boat and, luckily, we met in an area that only required him to back up a few feet into a a small recess. It was a boat that gives tours of the lakes and canals in the area. Hopefully, the clients did not hear my colorful declaration when I realized we were headed for each other.
The Long Journey Home:
I had decided to see how fast I could make it back to the launch site. It took me about 40 minutes to get out there at a leisurely, take pictures, figure out where I am going, kind of pace. When I came out of the canal, I was blown back by the wind. I discovered that I make a pretty good sail. This prompted a decision to sit and paddle kayak style. That lasted about 15 minutes. By then my arms were crying and I had made it to the other side of that lake. There, the houses and trees provided a bit of a wind break. Two ladies were emerging from the short canal leading home and asked where something was. I did not know but told them where the Venetian canal could be found. I was thinking, “good luck with that in this wind.” As I made my way through the mini-canal, I heard them coming up behind me. They turned around fast…Am I going that slow? Ugh…I paddled and paddled but they still passed me with ease after we exited the canal. I blamed it on being tired at the end of a long paddle. Once we made it to shore (with a 30 minute time) I discovered that they run a SUP tour business in another town. I suppose it is okay for professionals to pass me with faster boards. 8)
How many dogs can you find? (Click photo for a slide show)
Shoot the canal
Can trees swim?