Rat race
These are the days of endless toil. Meetings (even with beer, they’re still meetings), carpentry and painting chores to get the new shop open on time, teaching classes, taking classes, and a host of big and little things that need to get done if this summer’s expedition is going to work. (I know, I know. I have been a little cagey about the plans for this summer and I need to give a better accounting of the situation, but things are still kind of fluid. In a week, maybe two, I promise.)
I got an email yesterday from a friend who wanted to know if I’d be up for a paddle around Anderson Island. It’s close, not a difficult paddle, could be done pretty easily in a day, with the right currents. But I didn’t even need to look at the calendar to know that it wasn’t going to happen any time soon.
I know that this present schedule is not who I am; it’s a temporary aberration. Right? I will have my time back again soon, yes? If not soon, then sometime?
Actually, there is a trip to the mountain that has been on my books for a few months now that will be coming up tomorrow. Up near Reflection Lakes, digging a snow cave, building an igloo… technically, it’s work-related, but the reality is that it will be some badly needed wilderness therapy.
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A story of sea kayaking and science on the rugged coast of Alaska. Coming – Spring 2014.
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