Being the Continuing Adventures of a Woman and her Trusty Kayak in New York Harbor, the Hudson River, and Beyond.
(with occasional political rants just to keep things lively!)
I'm confused. Say that again, please. What was the word that begins with c? I can't remember. I can withstand sub-zero so much easier than 100+. Blubber does that for you.
It's a four-letter word, Baydog. I've already gone out on a limb saying it once here on an otherwise squeaky-clean g-rated blog, I don't think I can bring myself to repeat it.
These days I'm more into "humid".
Ah, but it was a wonderful night on the river last night: paddling and swimming and water gun fights, with swimsuit clad bathing beauties to inspire plus ice cold beer bottles that perspire - we didn't see any of that when we paddled in January!
And now it's December, it's 20 degrees out there and I'm laughing at being reminded of heat waves...
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