Desperate Times Require Desperate Measures

Since I didn't get the invite to Kelly's private country club for the entitled elite, I chose to grovel in thigh high windswelly junk. Good thing it was just me and Rich.

Matt Warshaw said it best: We've traded magic for perfection, and it's heartbreaking". Link

So it looks like at least 2 more weeks of this flatness. Ugh!

But I got some paddling in today and rode a few bumps on the water. The water felt really warm, or maybe it was just because it was so much warmer than the air.....