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Good one Jim.

Brad, I wish we lived closer to each other, I believe we would get along fine. We probably wouldn't get much done, but we'd get along fine. In my heart I believe I'm a type b that you described. But because of some of my interests people that don't know me might assume I'm a type a and pre-judge...

Welcome Bob.

When I was young I dreamed of owning a boat. I never dreamed of renting one.

I struggle to be practical in most areas of my life. But then there's this crazy part of me that takes over sometimes. Brad, life consist's of more than just being practical. Some times you just have to embrace your crazy and go for it.

I tried this a few years ago during a Christmas break thinking it might give me more to do during the hard water months. I am a hammock camper. My camping gear is aimed at the shoulder seasons so I needed just a slight adjustment to be comfortable. Dark before 5 pm and not light till after 7 am...

Welcome Nomad.

When I was young I was hard on clothes, especially pants. My Mom came up with the nickname Rippy. Years ago when I started to register on sites I was paranoid to use my real name on this interweb thingy. When I needed a user name I decided to use my old nick name as very few would recognize it.

My official Boy Scout / Silva compass I got for pedaling door to door on a fund raising drive. Probably about 1970 or so.

In Boy Scouts our troupe took some weekend canoe trips and a couple of week long trips during the years I was a member. We used aluminium canoes. The last trip was to the boundary waters in 73. I was 15 at the time and it made quite an impression. I always dreamed of going back. Flash forward...

I very much agree with the above. I have noticed that fears have increased with age. A certain amount of fear can be healthy, but fear to growing into paranoia is paralyzing. Our comfort zone keeps shrinking if we don't actively work to maintain it. Finding balance between paranoia and wisdom is...

I hear ya Birch, I didn't replace the bike, but instead bought a convertible to get my wind therapy.

As many have noticed I'm back after a long absence. This seemed like an appropriate place to thank everyone for the warm welcome back!

Thank you for sharing your trip report. While it's good to be on a trip, there comes a time at the tail end when I just want to be back home again. Also, when the time comes, I hope I'll look back and say that was my last trip, instead of saying this will be my last trip. For me the thought of...

Glenn, in reference to the above bolded text, I'm in the same boat. But since you narrowed it down to paddling I'm able to reply. Most of my paddling is done solo. On day trips on rivers I paddle a Nova Craft Bob Special seated in the bow seat facing the stern. I use a dry bag with water for...

Yo Plaid Prancer, I'm not sure what to say other than I promise not to become a hipster. P.S. I shudder to think which Knife you dangle when you shake your money maker. Dangle on Dude.

I hear ya on the daily grind. I was in the same boat. After the bike accident it was all I could do to make it through the week. As a result I ended up retiring ahead of schedule and so far it's working out. Now that I don't feel as rough from working, I find that I have the energy to go to the...

Ageing is more complicated then I had thought it would be. Physical changes were a given, and to be expected. Maintaining a positive mental out look is harder then it used to be. Some of this seems due to a rapidly changing world that I don't really fit in to very well. But that's OK. I can...

I've been absent here for years, and haven't tripped since 2015, but I plan on becoming active again. I showed up when Solo Tripping fell apart and Willis brought us back together.