hiatus


Hey.

I try to put stuff up here fairly often, but the truth is, I’ve been writing a lot on the side (the paying gig stuff) and I believe that there are only so many words inside my head that are worthwhile to anyone besides me, and that’s even debatable sometimes.  Anyway, I’d rather not put up anything than something lame.

But it’s a lovely day, and I’m writing from the backyard of Canoelover Basecamp, soaking up some shade.  I inherited my skin pigments from the Picts so I  try to reflex sun and soak up shade.  Wife 1.3.1b is sitting next to me knitting.  A murder of crows is annoyed by our presence, and I suspect by the fledglingesque appearance and the soprano cawing that a she-crow nested in the big oak and is kicking the babies out of the nest a little.  Monochromatic dogs place themselves strategically in the yard and a clump of dianthus from next door is dumping scent prodigally.   I’m enjoying moving the hose, adjust to a trickle, from plant to plant in my new little hosta garden.  The Japanese maple has been pruned to resemble a bonsai.  It’s a perfect day.

On the canoe front, there are changes afoot.  I am rearranging/thinning/culling canoes from the fleet.  Too many is too many.  In my mind’s ear I can perceive audible gasps from the readership.  You’re thinking Canoelover has blown a head gasket.

Not so.  I have a few boats that are dusty and aren’t being paddled as much as they should be paddled.  I also have a new sea kayak that is but half paid for, and I need to turn boats that don’t get wet often into one that does.  So the Moore-built Mike Galt-designed Dandy is up on the block. That’s because Friday a Lotus Dandy is showed up.  It’s like driving a replica Porsche Speedster for a few years then finding a real one.  So no change in the fleet count.  But I am also selling my Blackhawk Ariel…again, more than a millimeter of dust and it’s gone, buh bye.  I shall miss thee, Ariel. So that’s down one. I am also considering selling off one of my Pat Moore designed and built boats — a Proem or a Reverie II.  The Rev is a collectible boat, one of a kind, and I am  torn.  It’s like owning a P-51 Mustang.  If you fly it, you run the risk of crashing and destroying it, but flying is what they were made for.  Bollocks.

Anyway, I may be two down.  Let me know if you’re interested in any of them.

In other news:   Got a permit for the BWCA in August.  Just Wife 1.3.1b and I,  no kids or other encumbrances. That will be the first time just the two of us are going without kids since we had them.  A few weeks before that we have the Outdoor Retailer Summer Market trade show in Salt Lake City.  We’re taking a few extra days on each side to drive out and do some camping along the way, usually in one of these.  Not sure of the route just yet, but it will be nowhere near an interstate.  Roadside America is a fantastic service (roadsideamerica.com) that tells you where all the stupid/cool/bizarre roadside attractions are.  World’s largest ball of bailing twine?  Grant Wood’s American Gothic house?  The Maharishi Tower of Invincibility?  It’s all there.

 

 

We’re traveling in style in our TC Teardrop.  It’s basically a tent that rolls…with a really nice mattress inside.   No significant change in mileage (they weigh very little and are out of the slipstream).  Pull up to a rest stop, throw open the kitchen and have a nice omelet or a curry or whatever.  Indian food in Nebraska.  It can happen.

Needless to say, we’re already looking forward to August.


In the meantime…it’s high season.  Work is not all-consuming but it certainly is a strong influence on how I spend my time.  Work…family…reading…writing…paddling…lather, rinse, repeat.  If I were a parrot, it would make me pine for the fjords.

Respectfully submitted,

Canoelover

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One Response to hiatus

  1. Andy Voss says:

    I found your site through art of manliness. I enjoy your writing and am working toward the day when I can get a kayak and get out there. What caught my attention in this post–among other things–is your mentioning roadside america. My wife and I love that site. We will go 10 miles out of our way to see a monument to the opossum and plan trips based upon the opportunity to see a muffler man. Between that and geocaching, we can make a 10 hour trip last 15. I look forward to your next post.

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