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Night 2: Cedar Hammock
I awoke to the sunrise, the soft pink light making the frost sparkle in its subdued painted hues. It had been cold last night but I had kept warm. The electric heated Ororo jacket I had purchased worth every penny I had spent on it. It had even allowed me to watch the darkness of…
Read MoreNight 1: Monkey Lake, 10 mile Paddle
“I was grateful for that moment and the opportunity to make the choice to step into gratitude. To release a disappointing moment, acknowledge, and let go of it.”
Read MoreThe Start
“It was only around the tip of the island did I see the stretch of the water and the perfect reflection of the banks upon its mirror surface. Each tree, each branch, each lichen was in perfect reflection of itself as far as the eye could see. The only sound was my oar in the water and the wings of birds as the flew off squawking accusingly at me for interrupting their hunting.”
Read MoreA-Okee
By the time I had taken my 3rd stroke, there was no longer the feeling of fear, but the feeling of adventure. With a few more strokes, I disappeared behind an island of cedar tress and hanging Spanish moss.
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