I paddle hard to add speed to the equation, and I’m lead by twin bioluminescent rails emanating from the bow wave, and trailed by deep pocketed vortexes of blue behind; I’m a Tron character without the need of the arcade.
All this talk of fall? I call nonsense! It’s not officially autumn until the 22nd. And in that vein, I dragged some friends down to the Salmon River for a day trip to celebrate “It’s Not Fall Yet, Suckers!” day. (I say it’s a thing, so it’s a thing.)
We floated Carey Creek to Spring Bar (about 15 miles), watched the clouds burn off, felt the wind subside, and in general had a good time (I did, anyway).
Thanks to Doug & Susan and Chad & Megan (in the kayaks) for finding the babysitters and making it happen.
I’m way behind on life and posting about fun things we’ve done this summer, but here’s a quick look at our first family camping* / rafting trip from last week.
*technically, we camped once when Amber was about 18 months old, but it was so terribly terrible for her and us that we took five years off. This is our second first attempt.
Super excited to help birth the new nrs.com website this morning. Many months, many hands, and some vials of blood (not mine) went into this thing.
(If I’ve ignored your email, social media posting, or face recently, apologies all around.)
Someone at work got drunk and let me write an article. Heads will probably roll.