Saturday, August 22, 2009

To William Warren Shaw and other ships at sea, I have returned from our canoe trip



I am tired, sore, waterlogged, and smell of three different rivers as well as variations of wood smoke, carp vomit, and flop sweat.

I have learned many things and have a flood of stories to tell, but for now I'm going to spend a little quality time being Dad and husband while my tender shoulders heal in some hot water for a change.

Doc

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