Snapshots of a Week Past

Paddling in big water.

Two portages around big technical rapids. One portage in a lightning storm.

Poison Ivy.

Sleeping on jagged rocks.

Wasa crackers.

Hot Chocolate.

Evacuation for busted stitches. Poor little paddler.

Rain.

Middle of the night tent moving; "How high's the water mama? Three feet high and rising. How high's the water mama? Four feet high and rising..."

Steering canoes.  Ah sleep.

Back to comfort.

Atlanta.

Andrew Bird concert.  Amazing. Theatrical.

Breakfast with Meghan at this place.

Water lilies and Monet at the High Museum.   And Richard Misrach.  (Mom, this is the exhibition that I told Dad about...).

Great food. Wonderful company. Runs. Pool. Gin and tonics. Wine. Ahh. Now back out there for 10 days.