Lily Paddlers Blossom in the Cove.
The stroll from land to houseboat, down the ramp from Lotus Isle Park to Island Cove Marina--always so much to see! This was a new one. A class of paddleboarders getting familiar with their craft in the relatively tranquil waters behind the moorage.
Yeh. I like it, this latest fad. I gotta get me one o' them paddleboards, after the fashion wears off and folks get tired and need to sit down. Now, they're selling for about a thousand dollars or so. I expect to buy one far cheaper than that, once the Used market starts filling up.
Not that I begrudge anyone finding their own kind of fun. "Whatever floats your boat," the saying goes. I've learned the boat floats a lot better when you get your center of gravity down low. (I call it "center of gravity" first time I mention that rule, after that, the phrase is "fat ass".) Now I'm trying to impress that rule on Fox, the newest mutt in my dog pack. He's not convinced and humans like these folks setting a bad example aren't helping. I'm sure they're great fun on quiet lakes and the like, but not my craft of choice for river currents and navigating through choppy boatwakes. Jes' sayin'...
But, I'll be checking the thrift shops and yard sales later this summer. These things look big and beamy--perfect for a Fat Pirate to take a prone postion and frog stroke through the shallows, maybe even room for a small dog. Cowabunga!
Lily Paddlers Blossom in the Cove.
The stroll from land to houseboat, down the ramp from Lotus Isle Park to Island Cove Marina--always so much to see! This was a new one. A class of paddleboarders getting familiar with their craft in the relatively tranquil waters behind the moorage.
Yeh. I like it, this latest fad. I gotta get me one o' them paddleboards, after the fashion wears off and folks get tired and need to sit down. Now, they're selling for about a thousand dollars or so. I expect to buy one far cheaper than that, once the Used market starts filling up.
Not that I begrudge anyone finding their own kind of fun. "Whatever floats your boat," the saying goes. I've learned the boat floats a lot better when you get your center of gravity down low. (I call it "center of gravity" first time I mention that rule, after that, the phrase is "fat ass".) Now I'm trying to impress that rule on Fox, the newest mutt in my dog pack. He's not convinced and humans like these folks setting a bad example aren't helping. I'm sure they're great fun on quiet lakes and the like, but not my craft of choice for river currents and navigating through choppy boatwakes. Jes' sayin'...
But, I'll be checking the thrift shops and yard sales later this summer. These things look big and beamy--perfect for a Fat Pirate to take a prone postion and frog stroke through the shallows, maybe even room for a small dog. Cowabunga!