Not a canoeing photo, but it shows what I must deal with. Got up for a cup of coffee and came back to this. I don't know how he goes to sleep so fast, but I don't have the heart to wake him.
Cottage canoe and a day paddle on the Connecticut River paddlers trail. Not exactly tripping, but if you must quarantine and social distance they work for me.
Heading east across Kansas on I-70 in the setting sun. Piss in a bottle dammit, we are not stopping now; we got a half tank of gas and it doesn’t get much flatter or straighter.
Anyone else enthralled by watching their roof racked canoe shadows? I love roofline shadows on roadside banks and cuts, when the outline of the canoes flashed suddenly closer, then further distant.